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Heart of Stone

He built his dreams with fire and steel,   Through sweat and pain, through grit and will.   His path was carved with silent nights,   A war he waged beyond the sights.   But love, so sweet, so soft, so near,   Whispered dreams into his ear.   A choice was placed upon his chest—   His passion’s flame, or love’s request.   He turned away from burning light,   Held her close, embraced the night.   Yet soon he found, to his dismay,   Both love and purpose slipped away.   For goals demand a heart of stone,   And love still longs to call its own.   To chase one means to lose the fight,   To hold both tight is rarest might.   So walk the road with eyes aware,   Choose with wisdom, choose with care.   For once you drop what makes you whole,   You lose the fire—and lose your soul.

Beyond Vengeance

A leader stands, unshaken by the storm,
Their heart a haven, their soul warm.
Not driven by the fires of revenge,
But by wisdom, calm, and a hate to avenge.

To lead is not to wield a blade,
Nor count the debts that must be paid.
It’s rising high when anger calls,
And building bridges, not tearing walls.

For vengeance whispers, sweet and sly,
A fleeting echo, a bitter lie.
But greatness blooms where mercy grows,
And peace is what the true heart sows.

When the power to strike is held at bay,
The path of strength clears the way.
You are not ready to wear the crown,
Until wrath's weight you lay down.

So let forgiveness light your stride,
And carry courage as your guide.
The world will follow those who see,
That leading starts with setting free.

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