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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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Makau

Makau, with eyes that have seen too much sun,
Stares at a hand, weathered and worn, but strong.
Aching reminders of battles outrun,
Fights where the victor hums a sorrowful song.

Time, like a savanna wind, whispers its claim,
Shifting the sands of memory's vast plain.
Scars, etched in flesh, forever the same,
But the rawness of feeling, a memory half-feigned.

A name, once a tempest that shook his frail soul,
Now echoes like whispers, a story untold.
The sting of betrayal, a tale to grow old,
Fades like the campfire's embers, turned cold.

Makau sighs, a dry rasp in the twilight's embrace,
The wound may not throb, but it leaves its dark trace.
Time, he concedes, with a wisdom hard-won,
Doesn't heal, but buries what can't be outrun.

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