The Power Of Power Poem by Kwame Sarfo Aboagye

When a man is blessed, or cursed, with power
Do not expect him to be fair and just
Do not expect him to provide for all
Rather expect him to satisfy his own lust
And amass wealth as high as a tower

When a man is blessed, or cursed, with power
Do not expect him to do what he must
Do not expect to him to heed to your call
He cannot have a heart as light as dust
Or be sweet like the nectar of a flower

When a man is blessed, or cursed, with power
He cannot be trusted; neither can he trust
When he is demanded to fight, he stands tall
But finds it more difficult (on this hot crust)
To make peace than to annihilate a land in an hour

When a man is blessed, or cursed, with power
He wants to build for himself a golden bust
Do not expect him to expect to fall
Even the noble ones eventually adjust
In order to succumb to the power of power