Servants live for an audience of one
Not to be seen by everyone
But in quietness to work,
Break grounds, one step at time.
But the world places a premium on leadership.
So we drift along,
A horde directed by popular opinion,
That domination is relevance,
Moreso that leadership is domination.
This is the point where we miss it,
When we forget the essence of power;
To influence and serve.
You see, the power we lust for
Lies even in the hands of the basest of servants
For in the end whether you be a cleaner or a god,
Your power is meaningless unless you’ve provided some service.
In respect to an audience of one
Maybe you need to ship out your art or idea(s) today.
You need not wait to be king before adding value of any worth.
And let’s face it, some of us will never end up being overly influential.
The world places a premium on leadership
But servants live for an audience of one at a time
I am a servant
And I’m not ashamed to be of service
In whatever way/place I can matter.