Power

I knew a powerful man

The most powerful man in his small town

He had dreams of conquering the world

In fact he conquered the heart of everyone he met

He was so strong everyone listened to him

He always got his way

He overruled all my feelings and hopes

But underneath power is fear

Is what the power is made of

And now after he’s gone I am overwhelmed by his fears

Fears of a city in recession

Fears of his family not having jobs or food on the table

Fear that can’t be escaped not with space or time

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