The Feel Of Power Poem by ObiGod Chidi CC

The Feel Of Power



THE FEEL OF POWER
The worst of feelings is to be powerless.
Life is death at bottom of the food chain.
So I'll rule as a lion, powerful and fearless,
Ascend to the peak, where the titans reign.

There are things I cherish far above my belly:
The power to command is sweeter than sex;
The authority to direct intoxicates as berry.
Give me honour and you will never be my ex.

Created by and like God, I can't be the last.
Life is fast, I won't creep with the Beatles.
My company is with lions; I soar with eagles,
Feed on serpents, challenge is my breakfast.

Call me not arrogant; I'm just born to rule.
Excuse me! Who wants to live and die a slave?
To me, dominion is taming and riding a bull,
I dance in control, and more glory I crave.
12 September,2015.

Sunday, January 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: power
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