Leadership of the Pack
Leader Of The Pack
Impossible to lead if you weren't born within a seed.
Some structural integrity, maybe a position indeed?
Did anyone say you were in line?
This is the only way you must travel incline
Question? Have you been a follower before?
Then you'll know this; Face landing at the Exit Door.
Being born to lead many where there is so few,
Your first task should easy if you want to.
Lead On, passed the great white lights
Passed anyone's annoyance or indulging insights.
It's your job to lead barbarically through.
Checkpoint, your goals are posted too.
The program already can be installed on your hand.
All you need to do is yell out a command.
It's End Game lead on and be true,
This is not a test, it's a life meant for you.
Copyright © Andrew Hart | Year Posted 2014
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