Imbalance

Imbalance of Power

Small and fragile the nest sits

waiting for life, leaning and pushing,

releasing the crowning glory.

It's not to be kept.

The constellation approves.

The powerless see

 the powers that be.

Privilege and influence are the controls,

in the cool shade of an industry disguised. 

Under the force of decades,

the impotent surrender.

Twigs snap, hearts break.

The powerless see 

  the powers that be.