Hi guys,
Today I’ll be sharing with you a new artwork i created recently using ballpoint pen and charcoal on paper.
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These hands—
not fists,
but shields.
Not to fight,
but to hide
what the world calls weakness.
He covers his face
like a house without a door,
keeping sorrow
from spilling into judgment.
Muscles tense,
as if grief requires strength.
But even boulders
crack in silence.
His silence is sacred—
an altar of ache
where no one kneels.
Not because they shouldn’t,
but because they never learned
how to mourn
a man
still standing.
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