Corridors Of Power Poem by Itohan Stephanie #

Like an Olive tree I blossomed in knowledge
And I could see through their envy amid their lying faces
It was trepidation! my presence aches them.

I did not chose this paths
Power came for me, even before I grew a tooth
Then why am I the one to blame!
Why would you blame a man for his gift?

Like a raging fire, my soul burnt for knowledge
Despite all my gains, I had no friend.
loneliness was my price
For GODs sake I was born into power
How is that my fault?
Don't envy me brother

The prize of Power is not for the feeble
I did not chose these paths
Power is like a king seeking a bride
Like the rage of a mother defending her young
In this fight, the strongest man falls
Power is the conspiracy of nature
The tactic of power is beyond strength

So don't envy me.walk your path
The strength of a man is his weakness
Take caution, power is a conspirator
Power has fallen more men than a gun
It has driven kings mad,

The Corridors of power is narrow.
Only the chosen can walk its path
Power choses us, we don't chose it.