Raw magnanimity, unleashed at men,
is no respecter of existing forms.
Quite frequently it clashes with the norms
which govern this wild sphere whereon we win
or lose our minute wars, brave manmade storms.
True power, no mere irritating voice,
does not make one resentful, like the Sun
itself does not deprive all men of choice.
Not of commands is power’s lattice spun
but of humane behavior set to ‘stun’.
