If you are a powerful person Then I ask Keep me away from death Or keep yourself away from death Then answer, are you able to do it. If you are a powerful person Then I ask Lengthen my life in this world Or lengthen your life Then answer immediately. If you are unable to answer And you still feel powerful Then I ask Give me a place in heaven when I die Or keep yourself away from hell when death comes. If you are unable to do anything about my requests Do you still feel powerful? Even though you yourself will leave this world. Nothing is eternal, whatever you have Your body will become dust one day Your throne will disappear without you being able to defend it You cannot take your wealth with you at death What exactly makes you feel powerful? Then, what are you proud of? What power are you proud of?
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Great piece. really powerful! 😃
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“What exactly makes you feel powerful?” That question lingers long after reading.
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And still the power of this poem is absolute. 🫂
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This!!!!!
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jybyky,
power is energy. power is the Force. it does not leave when you die, it changes.
all of us have the Force,
but only some know how to use it.
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There’s a quiet weight to this poem that hits harder the more you sit with it.
I like how it challenges the idea of power without shouting just by asking the questions no one can answer.
The way it brings death into the conversation feels blunt, but also strangely grounding.
It reminds you that no matter how strong or important someone thinks they are, they’re still human.
The lines about bodies turning to dust and thrones disappearing feel painfully true.
It strips away all the illusions we build around status, wealth, and control.
What stays with me is the calm realization that none of it lasts, not even the things we cling to most.
The poem doesn’t attack power; it just shows how small it becomes next to mortality.
It’s a humbling reminder that we’re all temporary, no matter what we own or command.
In the end, it leaves you wondering what “power” even means if it can’t save you from the inevitable.
Thank you for your presence and for your wonderful review. I truly appreciate the depth of meaning in this poem. Power is truly a limited space for humans, yet humans feel increasingly powerful within these limitations. Have a wonderful day.