The Hunger Made Me Harder

Hunger cuts deep. But it sharpens the blade.

Weak men fade when the table’s full, Strong men rise when the nights turn cruel. Weak men waste what the fire gives, Strong men fight so the fire lives.

The hunger made me harder, carved me to the bone, Turned me to a man the storm can’t own. Don’t be the weak man, drownin’ in the feast— Be the strong man, never cease.

Weak men drink ‘til the truth is gone, Strong men walk ‘til the break of dawn. Weak men sleep while the storm rolls near, Strong men rise with a sharpened spear.

The hunger made me harder, fire in my chest, Taught me how to stand when there’s no rest. Don’t be the coward, wastin’ away— Be the strong man, born of the fray.

Hunger don’t kill you. It builds you.

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