Saturday, March 17, 2007


If you can keep your head when all about you
are losing theirs and blaming it on you
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
but make allowance for their doubting too
If you can wait and not be tired of waiting
Or being lied about, dont deal in lies
Or being hated, don't give way to hating
And yet don't look too good or talk too wise
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
and treat those two imposters just the same
If you can bear to hear the truth you have spoken
twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools
Or watch the things you've given your life to, broken
and stop to build them up with worn-out tools
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss
And lose and start again at your begginings
and never breathe a word about your loss
If you can force your heart, nerve and sinew
to serve your turn long after they are gone
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
except the will that says "Hold On!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch
If neither foes nor friends can hurt you
If all men count with you, but none too much
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
with sixty seconds worth of distance run
Yours is the earth and everything that's in it
And which is more, you'll be a MAN my son!

~ Rudyard Kipling

dont quite know why im posting now. maybe its because i cant sleep. abe its because james sent me this poem last week and it realy cheered me up and made sense and made me smile. maybe its because i need some gyaan and theres nobody to give it to me. maybe because this just makes perfect sese for some reasons just now..


1 comment:

just quiet... said...

I've used that poem for years to keep me sane. and the ballad of suicide too by chesterton. google it. how life otherwise?