What Power Feels Like

You are standing, tall and strong

While countless others remain behind

But they dare not join, 'cause if they do

They'd receive all the abuse they can find.

That's what power feels like.

People lick your shoes and pray

That you won't do them wrongs,

The one who refuses to follow is thrown

Crumpling at your feet where he belongs.

That's what power feels like.

There's always someone to share the blame

Someone to own up for your fault

'Cause should you choose to lift your pen

Their careers can come to a halt.

That's what power feels like.

You are respected by all your equals

And simply revered by all the rest

You are even glanced gratefully at

By the person sitting behind the desk.

That's what power feels like.

You come back home, remove your suit,

You may lean back and shed a tear.

For desperately though you wish to be loved

There's no mistaking that look of fear.

That's what power feels like.

Oh, a funny temptress, that power is,

It strengthens the brave and the bold

It arms the ones who love to be bad

It makes the weak ones' feet go cold.

But, thank goodness, to the stainless mind

It serves loyally for all eternity,

For to that mind it is but a ship for

A voyage through endless opportunity.

And that is what power feels like.