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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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Knock! Knock!

Doubt may knock with a whisper thin,
A shadowed voice that creeps within.
Its fingers tap, its echoes sway,
A plea for dreams to drift away.

But at the door, a vision stands,
A lantern held in steady hands.
Its flame defies the stormy night,
A beacon fierce, a guiding light.

"Belief," it says, "is all you need,
To plant the roots, to grow the seed.
Though doubt may howl, though fear may roar,
It cannot cross this steadfast door."

For every knock, a choice is made—
To stand, to rise, to be unafraid.
And as the threshold greets the morn,
Belief unlocks a world reborn.

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