Assertiveness

Power is born from a fearless thirst

Of fierce combustibility

That must be sated at all cost,

But begs responsibility.

 

Must admit to overstepping,

Hardly taking time for prepping or

Thinking through before accepting

Sense and sensibility.

 

Vaulting forward in a rush of

Mad disquiet brushed and flushed

And pounded into paltry dust

Til all control is lost.

 

Wait! Back up and start again.

Consider what it takes to win

And keep your conscience as a friend,

All while pondering the cost.

 

Nothing wrong with taking charge;

Someone has to do it.

But ego oft gets in the way

And before you know the score…

You blew it.