The house is burning but the walls refuse to cower
without a climb one won't reach the tower
the prey prays not to be a meal for the devourer
but the strength is in the mind not on the hefty shoulders
for in this battle of survival we are all soldiers
however our minds differentiates us into differents ranks
In an attempt to bask in glory the future may seem blurry
it's a marathon not a sprint so I ask myself why the hurry
being wealthy with wisdom missing is still penury
each day with its own worries but overthinking won't solve any problem
If you don’t move an inch your prayers won't make a thing
the wise one heeds to an advise even if it's a pinch
even if it stings, a sage acknowledges counsel however slight, in the pursuit of growth and wisdom
The soldier within, armed not with swords or spears,
but with thoughts and choices that steer through fears.
for battles fought aren't merely on fields or banks,
but within minds, where resilience truly ranks
