Power

First you get the money then comes the power 
It's like the growing of a rare flower
Every step is essential like building a tower 

Loyalty and respect goes hand in hand 
Without one you won't be able to stand 
Its like the lay out of a land 
You can't start foundation without sand 

To gain power means to receive love and hate 
It can skyrocket at an alarming rate
One would think this is they fate 
Family would want to use you as bait

Being at the top doesn't always mean happiness
You create a mindset that you're the best
Not knowing that it could be a test
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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