Sometimes I feel like
It is abuse of power
To intimidate a friend
When you possess bottom power
Some really get captivated
Bound by such a spell
Becoming slaves on the spot
Eyes in escort, everywhere
Sometimes I feel like
It is all our fault, though our curse
To invest in such powers
Always spell bound-driven by force
Bottom power be dictating
Always by force, no choice
Neck forced to strain
Eyes, always held captive
Sometimes I feel like
It is all about bragging rights
The power given in parading
Sometimes maybe abuse of power
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Author:
Robert Isaacs Chiwala (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Brilliant!
(maybe, but more likely
you see, far too clearly
to word your wisdom, accessibly
and so, misunderstandings
undermine
the power of your message
but only for some
rest of us, will read and read again
till we can elevate our awareness
to your insightful levels
and maybe
we too, can appreciate
what power, awaits
in each and every, choice
we make in life...)
Thank you that is very encouraging!
Self reflection that shouts to others “be aware “
Nice
Thank you!
Check out my piece I posted earlier today speaking to how I feel Hip Hop and Jazz are the same. Watch the video posted w it.
Title. Thelonius Reborn as the Dee Oh Double Gee
Check out my piece I posted earlier today speaking to how I feel Hip Hop and Jazz are the same. Watch the video posted w it.
Title. Thelonius Reborn as the Dee Oh Double Gee
Ok I will
Thank you
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