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In the heart of Frankfurt, under summer skies
He stood at the edge where the brave defy
A nephew forged in fire and pain
Iron in spirit, not just in name
First the swim, the water was wild
He dove in strong, like a fearless child
But chaos struck in the open blue
A kick to the nose, a hand that pushed through
Blood in the current, breath running thin
Still he fought, still he swam to win
Onto the bike, 180 to go
Wheels spinning fast, adrenaline flow
But fate took aim on the winding track
A rider swerved—he couldn't pull back
He hit the ground, torn and bruised
Yet rose again, though the bike was abused
He's my Iron Nephew, forged in pain
Through shattered moments, through pouring rain
Not for glory, not for fame
But to finish the fight, to honor his name
Bleeding, broken, yet standing tall
He gave it his soul, he gave it his all
The gears were grinding, the frame was bent
But he rode on, every ounce spent
No comfort, no ease, just grit and will
Each mile a mountain, each breath uphill
Spectators cheered, but he barely heard
Focused on finish, not on the word
Then came the run, the final test
42 kilometers, no time to rest
His legs were lead, his arms were raw
But quitting was never part of his law
He limped through pain, through burning heat
Each step defiance, each heartbeat a beat
His nose still bleeding, his skin all torn
But in his eyes, a fire reborn
No longer chasing time or place
Just chasing pride, just keeping pace
The crowd saw a warrior, not just a man
A nephew who proved: yes, he can
And when he crossed that final line
The clock meant nothing, the pain was fine
He raised his fists, though barely whole
Victory carved deep in his soul
A medal hung, but more than gold
It was proof of courage, fierce and bold