Bleeding but Blessing Others

 



To lead simply means to shoulder a lot

And it's an act beyond theatrics or fallacy

A state of mind that transcends position or title

A thing many desire but can't sacrifice to have


When you find yourself a true leader

They see you for the best hand you can become

Forging into you a different kind of spirit

Raising in you abilities you've always desired

But seems to be out of your doubtful mind's reach


They are men, all poured out to raise more men

A beacon where strength and compassion collide

Though bearing the weight of a thousand on their shoulder

Yet, never found wanting in their emotional intelligence 

Such that, even when they trip, they own up with apology


The path of a leader is paved with thorns and strife

A constant battle to bring light to their followers' life

Their scars, like badges of honour are etched deep within

And each wound is a testament to their unwavering spirit


Yet through these pain, blessing keeps emerging

Sacrifice is their essence, selflessness their creed

Leading by good example, fulfilling noble deeds

They bleed not for themselves, but for a greater cause


Their strength is tested daily, yet they remain steadfast

Creating a force that defies all adversity and diversity

They've become a healing balm, soothing wounds

And making struggles cease by bring peace and solace


So, take time to celebrate that true leader you know

In their sacrifices, many has found new inspiration

Their blessings are a testament to their noble creed

A reflection of the greatness that resides within