Love knows nothing of power.
And power cares nothing for love.
Confounding fool and sage alike,
Avarice wears a cloak of love,
Seizing power like a cunning raven,
In the guise of a tender dove.
The
beloved king will not disown his crown.
In
time the tyrant,So mad with power -
It will take the love of martyrs
To bring his kingdom down.
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