Mankind Thru the Looking Glass Part 2

POLITICS AND LEADERSHIP Chambers to Dais, Office and Palaces, Coup d etats or electoral success. Hereditary Throne or Law’s Clauses, The roots of power has many sources. One man’s oratories on a stage, An inept fledgling of royal lineage. Soldiers with arms or a religious sage, Claimants to power of all rank and age. A single party’s ideology, Constitution, might or authority. Islam’s fatwa, presidential decree, Power’s voices or its cacophony? But what is it that truly sets apart, A tyrant fool from a righteous of heart? In history’s face, both will play a part, The latter it’s highlight, the first it’s wart. The only power of tyrants they say, Is righteous opposition kept at bay. People held in fear have nothing to say, Blindly accepting everything their way. He oppresses all thoughts where freedom flows, The avenues of reform he keeps closed. Assured that to him everyone kowtows, An independent life, is what’s gone most. It’s indifference amid sufferings, Never tolerating those opposing. To cover the truth with brazen lying, That marks a regime’s villainous ruling. To become a servant of the people, The soul must be pure and the heart, noble. To all be fair, he must be capable, In Rome’s dark hours, to stand not fiddle. One who listens, equally to all sides, Who upholds the law and protects the rights, Of every one, for the oppressed he fights. In dark moments, the torch of hope he lights. He inspires from others fierce loyalty, In accepting shortcomings truthfully. He knows he’s mere human, not a deity, But in crisis can act decisively. He accepts others freedom to speak, Listens to other’s without being meek. Amidst all these voices the truth he’ll seek, To temper the strong willed and help the weak. His dreams are shared by people he governs, Never recalcitrant, he always learns. To serve as one best could, in his heart burns, True Freedom for all is what his soul yearns. By his example, many will abide, First among equals, a nation’s true pride. Honour due him can never be denied, To ride his blazing sunset, glorified.