The perfect man

I went on a search,
A research to prove,
That there is someone,
Who'll be able to lead the global troops.

Dashing through mountains,
Investigating cities.
Making my way through,
The magnificent forest and trees.

I observed the people,
And their nature.
But when I found the talkative ones,
I felt like torture.

After a while,
I was just about to faint.
But just then I found out,
A flowing river and sitting beside it a humble Saint.

I remember his golden words,
"If you're on a search,
Then, first take a look inside you,
Because you are the one,
Who could lead the global troops."

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