In the halls of power, Where grim resolve holds sway, Leaders wield the iron hand And tight control holds sway. Yet in this harsh dominion, A subtle danger lurks, For the need to quell all dissent Can be a trap that works. When leaders rule by fear alone, Their grip too tight to slack, They risk becoming tyrants, And losing all they lack. For true strength is the power To exercise restraint, To listen to dissenting voices And weigh their just complaint. So let us seek a better way, And not be led astray, For only in true freedom Can our souls find their way.
