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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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Okello

Okello, eyes like sunbaked clay,
Gazed at the world in his own quiet way.
A man of strength, a stoic hide,
Emotions locked away, deep inside.

But whispers turned to a growing hum,
A truth untold, a feeling numb.
It gnawed at him, a constant ache,
A burden carried, for goodness sake.

Then came a moment, a shift in the breeze,
A dawning courage to set his spirit at ease.
He knew the paradox, the seeming defeat,
That vulnerability can sometimes be sweet.

To show his scars, the cracks in his might,
Was not surrender, but a path bathed in light.
For in that exposure, a strength newly found,
A connection shared, on empathy's ground.

So Okello, with a tremor in his voice,
Shared his weakness, a liberating choice.
The world listened, with surprise and respect,
For true power lies in hearts that connect.

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