Brain Over Brawn
Actions may thunder, but my words ignite,
A blade of wisdom, cutting sharper than might.
Not just whispers, but a raging inferno,
Lighting the world with the spark of the wise.
They lift, they strain, their muscles implore,
While I wield knowledge, a much sharper tool.
Strength is fleeting, a flicker, a spark,
While ideas burn bright, a light in the dark.
Every page turned is a fortress I build,
Each lesson a weapon, each thought finely milled.
They train for the battle, but I script the war,
A tactician of intellect, feared to the core.
They flex, they brawl, their power shakes ground,
Yet time is their rival—strength won’t rebound.
Flesh withers, bones crack, but my wisdom remains,
An empire of insight, not bound by chains.
So let them swing, let them roar and fight,
While I conquer in silence, yet shine just as bright.
For might may crumble, but mind reigns long,
It's brain over brawn—that is true.
Copyright © T. Protus Thusi | Year Posted 2025
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