I was a leader of my people for many, many years. I was chosen because I was wise and good, and I had learned to lead from the leader who went before me. I was fair in my judgment, even-handed in my decisions. I understood that if my people were to live in peace, everyone must believe their needs are being met. For some to prosper while others suffered, for some to win at the expense of others, caused resentment, and this caused problems. No one went without, regardless of how little they were able to contribute. These were our values and we understood that they kept us whole.
But there came a time when I was old, when the bravery and boldness of youth was more important than the wisdom and steady guidance of age. And so I relinquished my power to a warrior chief. I did not agree with all he did, but once I ceded my position, I did not question his authority. He was the leader who was necessary for the times.
One must never hold too tightly to what must be let go in order to achieve the greatest good for the greatest number. This is not a sacrifice. It is the minimum requirement necessary in order to consider oneself a member of the human race.