True Power

When you beg you forget your presence is a gift Your soul, your time, your depth - they shouldn't drift To anyone who simply asks without equal respect These sacred things demand what they reflect Never beg because the man who begs forgets his crown The man who chases loses sight of solid ground But the man who transforms becomes the storm itself The calm before it, clear skies' wealth He's not heartless, just no longer willing to trade His soul like currency in games others played His silence isn't emptiness, it's mastery learned His absence isn't punishment, it's bridges burned Let them wonder, let them replay those final days But never return to those diminishing ways Once a man has known the weight of his own worth He never begs again, he's found rebirth He doesn't need to, his life speaks clear His growth echoes louder than absence here Do not return to where you were not cherished bright Do not reopen doors you walked through in fire's light Because once you know your worth's eternal flame You never beg again, you're not the same True power isn't found in noise or desperate pleas It's in the man who walks away with inner peace His silence is mastery, his absence protection strong The loudest goodbye is peace lifelong