Power seems like a spring of greed
A person indulges in it will get floating
Rising up as if it is his domain
Nothing can touch him
The power in his position
He can do as he thinks fit
Every rank lower than him
They will try to make him happy
He will not stay as he is
Like the season comes and goes
He wants to satisfy more
The limit he can reach
He knows he can fall
The comet will disappear too
As he still has his power
He isn't going to let go
Power seems like a spring of greed
Once it flows into the mind
It will be hard to let it go indeed
When the power is gone the fear will run in
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