The Strength Within
I will not bow, nor bend, nor break,
For I have fire no storm can take.
My voice, though quiet, will rise and roar,
A wave that crashes on every shore.
No chains of silence will hold me still,
For I am forged by iron will.
The world may press, but I stand tall,
Unafraid to speak, to risk it all.
In every shadow, I find my light,
I stand my ground, I own my fight.
For I am more than what they see,
A soul that’s fierce, forever free.
The Strength of She Who Leads
She walks where others fear to tread,
With battles fought inside her head.
Not every crown is made of gold—
Some are silent, fierce, and bold.
She leads not just with words, but fire,
With vision sharp and soul inspired.
When storms arise and voices shake,
She stands unbent—she does not break.
Her power isn’t loud or grand,
It’s steady grace, a guiding hand.
She’s fallen, yes—but rose again,
Each scar a medal earned from pain.
She does not wait for paths to clear,
She carves the way and conquers fear.
Her tears have watered fields of growth,
She’s made of iron and of oath.
To lead is not to seek applause,
But rise each time for higher cause.
Through doubt, through fire, through darkest night—
She shines, a beacon forged in light.
So if you seek the soul who wins—
Look not at ease, but where it begins.
In every heart that dares, believes—
There lives the strength of one who leads.
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Kamogelo Maubane
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