Power

Some people shun power

Yet it comes to them of its own

The public trusts them blindly

And in them reposes its trust

Power rules with iron hand

It bites with its sting

But it can't bend one who wills

Who bounces back like a spring

A drop that falls from the sky

It may be from the height of heights

But in humility it woos the ground

And loses itself in the river of life

It is on the ground we stand

And flow with the river of life

What shall any power do

When flow becomes a tide

Let power not blind you

Its weight may, however, bend you

Like a branch of a fruit laden tree

Whose fruit is in everyone's reach

History is witness to tremendous power

One horribly cruel and obnoxious

The other full of love and sacrifice

One makes man a devil

The other raises mankind!