A pawn is small on the chess board,
An easy link to underestimate
He trains to move one step at a time,
___ to dream beyond the room
But self-Belief is honest.
It exposes what rules try to hide
Beneath the illusion of reality
He stretches his bones
too bold to reach heights
a king rising from belief alone.
He holds his crown in his steps.
He wears it solely in his heart every move he takes
Power is not always granted.
It comes from a place of thoughts
The engine of the soul pictures it
the destiny that lies beneath
The ability to stand ground with kings
People who try to take him out early.
Comes from the place of faith
Barriers, obstacles (shakles and pain)
Still—
he moves forward.
Because destiny doesn’t start
when you arrive at the throne,
it starts the moment
you refuse to see yourself as a pawn
But rather picture the king in you
Wearing that golden crown.
©® MZEE MACH
