If:


by Rudyard Kipling:

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 by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor 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’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with wornout 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 beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and 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 which says to them: “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 loving 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!

We need more Men in this world, and Men raising and mentoring boys into real Men.

We need more, not less testosterone in our nation.

BZ

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13 thoughts on “If:

  1. My apologies, people, “comments” somehow got turned off in my Settings whilst attempting to tweak something else on Staurday.

    I believe I have fixed the problem so, please, comment away.

    BZ

  2. A server going down is a part of being on the ‘net…

    Owners errors, on the other hand…

    LMAO…

    It’s OK, you learned something today… Don’t press the RED button.. Ever…

  3. Jesu Christi, Fred, you are like WAY unforgiving.

    I’m just an ancient fat dude trying to make my way in the digital slipstream.

    In my profession, it’s called “pulling the Big Red Handle.”

    I didn’t pull it. I just fucked it up. There’s, c’mon, a Big Difference. Slack here, okay?

    BZ

  4. Just dropping by, pulled this up to offer perspective on your situation.

    “Computers have enabled people to make more mistakes faster than almost any invention in history, with the possible exception of tequila and hand guns”

    (Mitch Ratcliffe quotes)

    Also reminds me of a Daffy Duck / Elmer Fudd Cartoon with the automated push button home.

    “For a few dollars more I can sell you this little blue button to get you down.”

    On topic
    Makes me wonder… If I could sell balls, would there be any buyers.

  5. Love the poem “If” and agree with your assessment. I just sent you an email – hoping you’ll be able to get back to me. Thanks!

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