Illusion Of Power Poem by Mohammad Muzzammil

In the jungle, the lion claims his throne,
But the bee's sting reminds he's not alone.
The palaces stand with a sense of pride,
Yet floods reveal their transient ride.
A mound of sand, majestic and tall,
A matchstick ignites, causing its fall.
The night resists, before the dawn's embrace,
While rulers cling to their fleeting grace.
But in each uprising, the truth does gleam,
The throne is but an ephemeral dream.