Power is a thing of glory,
Yet it is a treacherous thing.
Not everyone can hold it,
Better yet, as simple human being.
To whom it is bestowed upon,
Shall hold the weight of it.
For those with powers,
Should understand the meaning of it.
Not everyone, whom it is granted upon,
Is worthy to understand its value.
Nor everyone is gentle enough,
To hold true of its virtue.
It can be blind a person,
And lead him to his end.
It can glorify a person,
And make him confident.
For all I can say,
If you hold such power,
Use it for the better cause.
Or do something bad,
And it shall tell you, who's the boss!
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PoezieThis is a book entitled for all my poems to be found in a single point in time.
