Transient Power: The Corruption Within

Power is a fleeting thing, it comes and goes
It can make one feel like they rule the world, or like they're all alone.
It starts with a simple goal,
To make a change and take control,
But soon enough it consumes us whole,
And we lose sight of our very soul.

Power attracts the worst in us,
And brings out the dark and unjust,
We forget the values we once held dear,
And lose our way in the endless fear.

The corrupting influence of power,
Can make the noblest soul go sour,
We become blinded by our own might,
And forget the difference between wrong and right.

But power is not permanent, it will fade,
And all that's left is the legacy we made,
We'll be remembered for what we did,
Not the power we held, or the sins we hid.

So let us use our power for good,
And always do what we know we should,
For in the end, it's not the power we had,
But the lives we touched that make us glad.