The Power of a Pen: Understanding the Might of the Pen Over the Sword

They pointed guns at me, told lies, attempted to slander me and threatened me. Tried to scare me. They thought they were rich and mocked my poverty, hmph! But wealth isn’t about jewels or the weight in their pockets or the endless numbers in their bank accounts. I’ve said it countless times: wealth is in the brain and the heart! Those who look down on me because I’m not Royal are the ones who are inferior, with their brains and hearts!

During my last hospital visit, a doctor mocked me, asking, “Who’s your father that you’re in this race?” I left immediately. My father? He could draw an ocean and pen poetry…

Some suggested he get involved in illegal arms dealing. If he’d accepted the offer, I could be the daughter of a billionaire arms dealer. However, he firmly declared, and said “I won’t let my children drink the blood of other children!” He preferred working in a factory and chose not to kill children... Thankfully, he wasn’t a king; his optimism in the face of chaos was legendary, and I never once heard him raise his voice.

So, those who mocked me today and think so highly of themselves,

CAN YOU TOUCH THE SUN?

Then? What is this arrogance of yours?

S.S