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Heart of Stone

He built his dreams with fire and steel,   Through sweat and pain, through grit and will.   His path was carved with silent nights,   A war he waged beyond the sights.   But love, so sweet, so soft, so near,   Whispered dreams into his ear.   A choice was placed upon his chest—   His passion’s flame, or love’s request.   He turned away from burning light,   Held her close, embraced the night.   Yet soon he found, to his dismay,   Both love and purpose slipped away.   For goals demand a heart of stone,   And love still longs to call its own.   To chase one means to lose the fight,   To hold both tight is rarest might.   So walk the road with eyes aware,   Choose with wisdom, choose with care.   For once you drop what makes you whole,   You lose the fire—and lose your soul.
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Mwangi

In the bustling streets, where shadows dance,
Mwangi walks with a solemn glance.
With every step, he feels the weight,
Of burdens carried, of blame and fate.

In the eyes of others, he sees the scorn,
For mistakes made, for promises torn.
But Mwangi knows, in his heart's deep hour,
That whoever carries the blame carries the power.

For in his hands, lies the strength to mend,
To rise above, to make amends.
Though others may falter, in fear they cower,
Mwangi stands tall, in his truth's tower.

He embraces the fault, with a steady hand,
Turning weakness into strength, like shifting sand.
For he understands, in life's fleeting hour,
That whoever carries the blame carries the power.

Through trials and tribulations, he perseveres,
Facing the storm, overcoming fears.
For in the depths of darkness, he finds the light,
Guiding him forward, through the darkest night.

So let the whispers of judgment fade away,
For Mwangi knows, he'll pave his own way.
For in his soul, burns a fiery flower,
For whoever carries the blame carries the power.

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