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I stand tall even when the entire world is coming down on me. Ridiculing me, pulling me down, I stand tall on slippery ground. I fall, and on my way up, I slip again. In search of a grip in a skating rink called society, I find my axe buried in the ice. I slam into the rink, hold my ground and watch the world around me stamp and walk over my kind as if we were nothing.
Everytime i raise and crunch the weight and my arm feels like exploding. Each time I squat 4x my body weight, I think of my pain, the pain in my heart, the pain from my past,the pain from deceit, the pain from ridicule. But this nothing! The pain men like me had to face as they were labelled as a genetically weaker kind and looked down upon is far greater. I stand tall, carrying the flag for those who cannot do this, but wish they could. Because I know you are with me even though you cannot see me, or talk to me, i know as you read this you will support me. Each tear I shed, each blood vessel I burst, I know , it will pave the way for my progeny to develop into a stronger breed something more than human. We dont care if you are black,white,brown. We dont care which god you pray to or who you bow to. As long as it is red blood that spills when you are torn and sweat that drips when you have a rep left, you are a part of this army. Each time some jock in a tank with "his 14.5 " bicepts ... " refers to you as a skinny ass or a lard of mayo when you train,wait in patience for the day when the next evolution of you, a beefed up mutant arises. Everytime when you are pushed to the corner because you are physically inferior, think of us, as we are being developed, not all of us are going to succeed but some of us will, the rest will DIE - trying and this is a promise.... some of us will.Maybe i will arise through this as the message to the world, maybe i will injure myself and lie in a cast for the rest of my life, but atleast I tried and I died trying. Me and my brethern are the torch bearers of the future. We are the brotherhood of Iron. We are here for a change. We are here to change the perception of how the world looks at us. We do not train to be feared neither do we train to be accepted. We train to be RESPECTED! In your pain I see my strength In my pain you see your future The race to evolution has no finish line! WHO YOU ARE IS NOTHING LIKE WHO YOU WERE WHO YOU WILL BECOME - SHOULD BE NOTHING LIKE WHO YOU ARE Respect Krzna |
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