There are those kinds of leaders who behave like hungry yard fowls in their dealings with the governments of mortal men. They are always loitering in the yard outside of their masters house, waiting for the table scraps their master throws for them.
Then there are those kinds of leaders who act like eagles in their dealings with the governments of mortal men, and they do not depend on others for anything. These are always morally and spiritually above those who wish they could be our ‘masters’ and who permanently clip our wings in order to restrict our innate far-seeing vision to their human-induced short-sighted ground level awareness.
They always fail to do so, and they eventually resort to the only thing they can do and that is to kill our bodies because they CANNOT kill our spirits.
I do not aspire to flock down below with the legion of hungry yard fowls—for they are many.
I aspire to soar above them with the Eagles in the company of responsible and self-sacrificing true leaders and there I shall remain until hopefully my children replace me when I take my last flight out of this world.