When
you are the top
Feeling
the soft breezes
Calling
your name
So
sweet and powerful
When
you look down
The
waving crowd
The
thundering noises
You
feel elated
Once
you were at the bottom
Like
them waving hands and shouting
Until
you lost your voice
But
you felt elated
The
dream formed
You
worked hard
The
commitment and determination
The
pursuit of your goal
Now
the years carry on
The
power creeps into your head
You
forget who it was at the bottom
You
become an arrogant dog
You
forget position and power
It
never lasts in a life time
It
is just a passing baton
Once
you ignore the credibility falls
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