am i forbidden from happiness,
the long journey continues,
there's nothing you want more than
a personal retinue.
yet as you quest onward,
you end up pushing them away,
perhaps you're better off alone:
they'll just get in your way.
perhaps the last thing you need
is someone close by your side.
the process is hard and heavy,
and they'll just shorten your stride.
perhaps just what you need
is that long journey alone.
feel the power in your mind
to re-enter the zone.
the zone is where your power lies,
where you can run--no fear to tire.
take up your quarrel with your foes,
and then you will acquire
the love that you sought this long,
not through promise, word, or deed,
but when your power stands so tall,
and the parasites come to feed.
they want to stand on shoulders
but have no strength of their own:
so they come to leech from yours
the reap all that you have sown.
there is no ridding yourself of them:
it's fame on which they feed.
until you yourself do fall so low,
and they'll seek elsewhere to sate their greed.