What is so powerful?
That people lie for it
They die for it
They look for it
Yet they never find it
You begin like a caterpillar
And because of it you become a butterfly
It makes you soar on wings of eagles
Yet it brings you to the depths of hell
Some live in secrecy and they covet it
They envy those who have it
And sometimes it is looking straight at you
But you are not brave enough to grasp it
Because you think you’re not worthy of it
So therefore you will never have it