POWER

Power is a pain for those
Who become its vulnerable victims.
A crown for its cronies
Whose thrones have wheels
Moving faster than wings.
Power is more exercised than generated.
Power makes its agents as puppets
Nodding their heads all the while,
Never shaking for a'No'against commands.
Selected power creates cussed slaves;
Elected power exceeds its punch.
Feminine power has a facade of forbearance.
Male Power makes many a maladroit,assurance.
Voting power sells for perks and bribes.
Consumer power consumes itself,
In customary gimmicks of festival offers.
The power of teaching covers its failures,
Through mock epics of evaluation programmes.
The power of medicine survives,in soliciting diseases.
The power of law is a hip,well built for the crime belt.
Barking power never bites but biting power 
Breaks its bitten whole,into weird fragments.
Power is a murky malady,that ever goes untreated
By all kinds of panacea,bound to neutrality norms.
Even the power of God attracts prayers for a price,
To percolate into the corporal corridors of authority.
Power is a barter for buying and selling more power;
While right power rules,wrong power ruins what it rules.
P. Chandrasekaran.