The Sulreif Demigod

My power will seek no reason.
My power has no changing season.
My power might be wrong.
My power might kill the song.

But to those who sit and stare,
is it fair, that you don’t dare,
to try and change the way of power,
when I call truth in killing a flower?

Power never dies, only grows.
There is always someone to oppose.
Power isn’t me; power is not you.
Power is everything you cannot do.

All things are subject to interpretation; whichever interpretation prevails at a given time is a function of power and not truth.

The End