Poem: No One’s Coming

No one is coming, not today, not tomorrow,
No shining knight with answers to borrow.
Life won’t pause, life won’t wait,
It doesn’t care if you feel small or great.

The world owes nothing, not your dreams, not your day,
Privilege and comfort won’t pave the way.
Each stumble, each knock, each bitter defeat
Is a chance to rise, not to retreat.

You want rescue? There is none to find.
The fire you need must burn inside your mind.
Pick up the pieces, take what’s yours,
Open the doors, live at all hours.

Every easy road hides a shallow end,
Every shortcut leaves a lesson unlearned.
Strength is built in the fight, in the strain,
Not in waiting for someone else to ease your pain.

Expect nothing from others, demand everything of yourself,
Sweat, focus, patience, resilience, true wealth.
The world will test you, push you, bend you in ways
That no one else can, but that sharpen your days.

So stand tall, embrace the grind, embrace the fight,
Your life is your story, your darkness and light.
No one will save you, but here’s the key:
You hold the power to be who you were meant to be.