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The Fortress Within

 

The Fortress Within

Look at him,
showing off his wealth—
astaghfirullah.
The glitter of gold speaks loudly,
as if the world itself
could be measured by possessions.

I pause for a moment,
not because I am defeated,
but because I must guard my heart
from wandering into darkness.

Be strong,
I whisper to myself.

May I remain a good person—
one who does not envy
when others rise high,
one who does not gossip
when wounded by pride and arrogance.

Let him be.
Let them be.
With their behavior,
with the paths they choose to walk.

Bismillah.

I must be strong.
Not to fight them,
but to fight the storm within myself—
the temptation of jealousy,
the whisper of anger,
the urge to answer arrogance with the same fire.

I will build a fortress
around my heart:
with patience that no one sees,
with prayers that no one hears,
with faith that quietly grows.

Because not everything that shines
holds peace inside.
Not everyone who looks rich
sleeps with a calm soul.

And sometimes,
the strongest person
is the one who remains silent
and keeps their heart clean.

If the world becomes
a stage for pride,
then let me be
the quiet soul in the audience.

While they compete
to appear greater,
I will strive
to remain better.

For in the end,
the richest person
is not the one who owns the most—

but the one
who can protect
the goodness of their soul. ✨