And he said he quits
Things were going hay-way
Some steps forward some drifting away
Friends whom he trusted
Got him busted
When he needed someone's shoulder for a louder moan
He was left all alone
And he said he quits

And he quit
Quit the thought that life will always be a perfect fit
With only roses and no stones to hit
Quit the idea that friends will always be there to rescue him
Not because they don't want to but because no one at all times can be prim
Quit the feeling that he has to sit and cry when he will fail
With a realization that in life sometimes things dip and sometimes sail
And he quit.

Since the time he has quit
It's not that things didn;t go down
But things going down never made him frown
It's not that he didn't need caring friend
But even when none was there his hand became his supporting band
It's not that he became all successful and hit
But even when he failed he could quit the thought he could ever quit.



IF

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!

-RuDyArd KiPpLing






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