No Cheer

The world won’t see your silent grind,  

The hours lost, the peace you find,  

In pushing through the uphill climb,  

Where shadows stretch, and moments bind.  

No cheer will greet the paths you tread,  

The doubts you’ve fought, the tears you’ve shed.  

Effort, a whisper, lost in the wind,  

Until you win, it stays unseen.  

The crowd applauds the finished song,  

Not the tune you hummed alone so long.  

The trophy gleams, the world takes note,  

Not the nights you sank, the prayers you wrote.  

So bear the weight, though hearts may tire,  

Each unseen step builds your empire.  

Get used to quiet; the world’s refrain—  

Until you win, it won’t explain.  

Keep climbing, though no eyes may stare,  

Your effort's proof: the summit's there.