No power.

Turns out that the community's helpers have no power.

Quite overwhelming for those on the line. 

Crossed out due to getting angry over being treated badly. 

PowerPoint is whatever you feel likely to debate. 

But most of the time you feel like saying oh for fucks sake. 

Where has as the power gone, now that we  are powerless, the hyperventilate of the ones that are winging and moaning.

the  hungry, humiliated, hurt, the huh, the what, the please tell me it's not. 

We try to be compliant and get a refusal anyway. 

Powerful those power's that be. 

You can take away whatever from whoever. 

But you can't stop the rain from falling in sudden burst, strait after me and two more make three.

Planted the last of the  pine trees all 15 hundred of them.

Power I may not possess, but the planet, the most powerful possession for life to walk the walk. 

Likes the new view, or the rain wouldn't have came, and so do I.

 The trees of Christmas future, the ghosts of deaths path, the day something powerful liked humble I, out in the dirt covered shirt.