Leadership

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Bend a word, feel it tremble.
Strike a pose, see them assemble.
Make a rhyme, just a vibration.
Lead a group, form a nation.

So few to hear, less to see.
Find out what it means to be me.

Does it matter? I think not.
A speck of sand in vacant lot.

Bend a word, feel them tremble.
Strike a pose, become a symbol.

But who are you, and who am I?
A bit of dust, in the sky?

Broken word, holds no bond.
The bodies dredged from emptied pond.

I do not care for these words you see.
For they will never represent me.