He moves in silence

Quiet moves in the shadows, watching, waiting, unseen

Silent strength, a whisper, in the quiet of the scene

First shift watches, thinking he's easy, a target in their sight

Underestimates the silence, the calm before the fight

Miguel doesn't speak much, he keeps his power in his gaze

One word from him could set a blaze, end their careless plays

They think he's weak because he stays so still

But he's a storm, hiding force, got that silent will

Leave him alone, don't stir the quiet storm

Miguel moves in silence, a force that transforming norms

A single word, a subtle strike, can topple the throne

Step carefully, first shift, leave Miguel alone

Silent but deadly, he's the quiet within the roar

Don't mistake his peace for peace, or you'll be no more

Respect the silence, understand the weight he bears

Otherwise, you'll find out how quickly he can tear

So next time you see him standing, keeping his peace

Remember, in his silence, there's the power of a beast

Respect the calm, avoid the storm that he can unleash

Or face the silence, and the wrath it will teach