The Mirror

Are you sad over just a single defeat?

Have you forgotten the many battles you have fought?

Have you forgotten the sharp edge of the sword in your hand?

Or the light that sparkles in your eyes?

Have you forgotten your self-respect that never bows down?

Has just one loss made you forget your mountain of success?

Where has it hidden—your fearless heart?

Why are you afraid of your own dreams today?

Your dreams, which once gave a glimpse of the sunrise,

Have faded into the shadows today, leaving you crying out in silence.

Where have your progressive thoughts been buried?

Do you live today in the constant fear of another loss?

You, who once wove sagas of truth, justice, and love,

Are you weaving thoughts of lies, injustice, and immorality today?

Where did you leave your victorious spirit behind?

Why do you embrace fear today?

You, who once reflected duty, dedication, and leadership,

Why do you foster sickness and darkness today?

Go now, look at your true self in the mirror,

Change those garments soaked in the fear of defeat.

Take that rusted sword of yours and sharpen it on the stone of courage.

Upon your eyes, which are clouded by the fog of fear,

Let the fierce warmth of self-confidence fall.

To your frightened heart, tell the stories

Of the wars you have already won.

For your restless mind that easily wavers,

Encourage it with every small victory.

Let those fears of yours burn;

Light a torch to your anxieties and set them ablaze.

Learn to embrace both victory and defeat alike,

For you will win, you will surely win.