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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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Mwangovya

Mwangovya, a name that rings like thunder,
A man of wisdom, a heart that's a wonder.
With eyes that have seen both sunshine and rain,
He speaks a truth, etching it clear like a plane.

"Never underestimate," his voice would boom,
"The strength you hold, dispelling the gloom."
Though burdens may bend, and challenges tower,
A fire resides, with unwavering power.

Like the baobab, that giants the savanna,
Roots deep and strong, weathering the banana.
So too your spirit, a resilience untold,
Weathers the storms, braver than any of old.

Doubt may whisper, like wind in the trees,
But Mwangovya reminds you, find the inner breeze.
The one that lifts you, pushes you higher,
Unearthing the power, setting your soul on fire.

So stand tall, my friend, with head held up high,
Believe in yourself, reach for the sky.
For Mwangovya's words, a truth evergreen,
"Never underestimate how strong you have been."

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