Genuine Power

I didn’t know who many of them were,

Or if they had tapped into the energy inside,

I wasn’t sure how many were genuine,

I hadn’t yet heard their reasons why.

You see power is an interesting concept,

It can be perceived in a heap of different ways,

It makes me think of forces breaking the waves,

Or a source of heat emitting light rays.

But I also see a woman speaking up for herself,

And a man controlled enough to not raise his voice or hands,

I see a child rushing to aid their mistreated friend,

And how their pain is something they never want to witness again.

It comes with making the right decisions,

Which may or may not be the easiest one's,

It sparks inside you when you’re convinced,

Better things will surely come.

It grows within you when you remain strong,

It’s the messages shared in all meaningful songs,

It’s yours for free for helping someone for nothing,

A reward for proving you have what it takes to get along.

Many sell their ideas,

Few give their wisdom away for free,

All these profitable secrets,

Are costs falling on more than just you and me.

When power is taken into consideration

Some are inclined to note those most rich,

We’ve let these fools ru(i)n our world,

And they’ve given her a real nasty stitch.

They force fed her so much holy water,

She started to spew up broken promises,

And hurled fireballs in an act of defence,

Taking careful aim at all corrupt offices.

It’s concerning swirling in an ocean of toxic chemicals and filth,

It's frustrating following religious regimes that diregard our reefs as they're bleached,

Only because I'm certain that If nature was a person of interest and one of their own,

Her security would have long ago been declared breached.

She’s desperate for a fresh breath of air,

But much of it has been tainted now you see,

She’s drowning while making a last ditch effort to scream,

If you can’t recall her former state you won’t comprehend a thing.

They’re killing me dear, can you uncover a path that saves me please?

Can your wolves arise where lambs were once forced to their knees?

Could you rid them of all poisonous dreams and bring them back to me?

Will you make them see that I formed life before word of any trinity?

Request as you please, first I must be granted with permission to breathe,

Let me become one with the spirits most determined to see you succeed,

Not everyone can be bought, I for one could never allow myself to be sold,

It’s in your honour that I’ve returned to reconnect with every lost soul.

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I like your flows of your thoughts. Power can always switch directions and make you weak even you are strong. Nice expressions like toxic filth. Your poem carry strong message and you have imagination what can touch even bottom of every hell on the earth.