Misused Power Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rushing to meet up with someone with intelligence, knowing
that the odds are against that happening.

Moving forward anyway, going through the motions and looking
for answers that are probably not going to be given today or
in the future.

Awaiting intellect to find the way through the junk being
presented on the face of things.

Only pressing forward into the jungle of misused power,
finding the way through the illusions of dishonesty and lies.

Using only truth to begin again and do away with the energy
of those in power - taking control where they shouldn't even
dare to tread on this day or any other here on earth.

Still, walking away and being plied with the uselessness of
those standing in the way of normal people.