A Good Leader Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The sheep may follow, heads held low,
A leader meek, where they should go.
But fear will linger, doubt will creep,
And purpose falters, buried deep.

The lion roars, a guiding sound,
Though sheep may tremble on the ground.
He stirs a spirit, fierce and bold,
A story waiting to unfold.

For greatness sleeps in every heart,
And strong direction plays its part.
A leader's vision, clear and bright,
Can turn the darkness into light.

So choose your voice, with careful heed,
The strength to plant a vital seed.
For even sheep, with hearts aligned,
A lion-led, can conquer time.