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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.

Cursed Counsel

I walked a path not lit by grace,  
Took heed of voices, led astray.  
“Live with her first, no need to wait,”  
They whispered, “Love, then set your date.”

I trusted man, their plans seemed right,  
A future bright, without God's light.  
But under every broken vow,  
I see the curse that haunts me now.  

For when I married her in name,  
Another touched her, stoked the flame.  
I wondered, “Why this pain, this loss?”  
When I was saved beneath the cross.

Yet in the shadows of my mind,  
The verse of old began to bind:  
“Cursed is he who trusts in men,  
And turns his heart from God again.”  

I followed counsel, not the Lord,  
And reaped the fruit of what I sowed.  
But now I know, my heart must turn,  
To seek His ways and humbly learn.  

For though I walked where darkness led,  
Grace calls me back, though tears are shed.  
I stand forgiven, love restored,  
No longer bound by man's reward.

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