Inspired by recent events, and by an Arthur Gilroy diary on rather different matters, this variation on “Lover Man” (if you don’t know the song, go look it up):
I don’t know why but I’m feeling so sad
I long to try something I never had
Never got much winnin’
Even with some sinnin’
Power Man, oh, where can you be?
The world’s opposed and I’m always chastised
I’d give my soul just to be recognized
Got an education
Even dedication
Power Man, oh, where can you be?
I’ve heard of deals
But I’ve got my ideals
Still ideals must be traded I know
So I will trade, and I won’t be afraid
That the trade leads where I shouldn’t go
Someday we’ll meet
And you’ll tell me I’m fine
No one will ask
What is me or what’s mine
Waitin’ for you here now
Don’t I make it clear now
Power Man, oh, where can you be?
