The Captaincy

She was made captain of the team
It surely was an honor
Alas, the weight of captaincy
Sat heavily upon her

She tried her best to show the way
In word and thought and action
But found frustration her reward
A fast drive to distraction

For people had their lists of things
Both spoken and unspoken –
That she was supposed to fix for them
All things she hadn’t broken

And she began to realize
There was both sweet and sour –
To have responsibility
Is not the same as power

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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