The
power on the seat
Nobody
will ever forget
We
can feel the flow of power
Wrongly
use we will be curse
On
the top nobody will hear
What
the powerful say and decide
Once
a decision is made
Somebody
will be crying home
As
a worker; as a leader of men
Along
the way the power will be tasted
The
worker will his tools
A
leader with his mind and pen
Everyone
has a certain degree of power
On
the hand each holds the key to fly
Scratching
the surfaces or high in the sky
The
power flows in the hand and mind
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