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Learn to Starve Yourself

Before their hands withhold the plate, Before you're taught that hunger's fate, Learn to dine on less than full, To tame the beast, to break the pull. When crumbs are kings and silence feasts, You’ll find your strength among the least. A man who’s fasted tastes the air, Yet walks with calm through lean despair. Let discipline become your bread, And self-control the path you tread. For those who feast at others' cost Will leave you starving, cold, and lost. So train your gut to not depend On every gift that others send. Choose now the hunger you embrace— Or else be emptied in disgrace. Freedom wears a lighter frame, It does not beg, it plays no game. To starve by will is not to lose— It is the fiercest strength you choose.
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Kambe

Beneath the sky of twilight gray,
Stood Kambe by the river’s sway,
She watched the water's icy gleam,
A silver thread through evening's dream.

The air was crisp, the wind was still,
As shadows crept o'er vale and hill,
She dipped her toe, the chill arose,
A shiver in the night's repose.

"Tomorrow," whispered doubt's refrain,
"I'll leap and break this frozen chain."
But Kambe knew the truth within,
The cold stays cold; no warmth begins.

She lingered there in twilight's hold,
Fearing the plunge into the cold,
Yet wisdom whispered to her soul,
“Delay won’t make the water whole.”

With breath held tight, she closed her eyes,
And leapt beneath the silent skies,
Embraced the shock, the bite, the sting,
Emerging strong, and blossoming.

For Kambe learned beneath the moon,
That courage needs to act, and soon,
For cold remains, though hearts delay,
The leap of faith must come today.

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