Being A Leader Poem by Babalola Jubril

Being a leader,
It's like being sentence to life imprisonment,
With your shoulders so full,
Your arms stretched to the back,
Till eternal freedom reaches you,

Being a leader,
It's like a caged bird with wounded wings,
A goat with four legs but one is hurt,
Bird is never allow to fly, .
Goat runs helter skelter,
With wounded legs,
.
Being a leader,
It's good and worse,
Fragile, flexible, rigid and strong,
With your body that walks in the sky,
You rule majestically,
With pride or no pride,
It's never last,
They fade away with time.