He, too, wanted to be brave.
He bared his fang,
clenched his fist,
and showed it to everyone.
But instead of seeing courage,
his show of power
was met with disappointment.
They told him he was just angry,
rude, uncivilized.
Unbecoming of a hero.
He was judged differently,
though all he did
was the same.
His intentions were no less—
he, too, wanted to flaunt.
But just as so,
he wasn’t.
"How cruel,"
his inside voice claimed.
Because that’s just how he felt.
But that wasn’t something he could say.
He could not.
Heroes do not complain.
Yet unlike him,
nobody complained about the heroes.
All he wanted
was to show the world
he is strong.
That’s it.
And maybe, too,
his desire for
a fair share of peace—
as all heroes wish,
yet cannot.
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