From the Poetic Asides blog:
For today’s prompt, write an authority poem. Maybe you are an authority on something or know someone who is (or who thinks he or she is). Maybe you respect authority, or maybe not so much. Maybe you are on the run from the authorities, in which case I can only say good luck, but this blog probably isn’t the best hiding place–especially with so many folks poeming away.

Authority

I have spent my adult
life avoiding authority.
I once refused promotion
since it would give me power
over someone else.

I don’t mind leading
and welcome the trust of followers
but they have freedom
to choose another path
should I take a turn wrong.

I have also learned,
from bitter experience,
that those who crave authority
should be least trusted
to wield it.