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";
When you get what you want in your struggle for pelf,
And the
world makes you King for a day,
Then go to the mirror and look at
yourself,
And see what that guy has to say.
For it isn't your Father or Mother or Wife,
Who judgement
upon
you must pass.
The feller whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the
guy staring back from the glass.
He's the feller to please, never mind all the rest,
For he's
with you clear up to the end,
And you've passed your most
dangerous,
difficult test
If the guy in the glass is your friend.
You may be like Jack Horner and "chisel" a plum,
And think
you're a wonderful guy,
But the man in the glass says you're
only a bum
If you can't look him straight in the eye.
You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years,
And
get
pats on the back as you pass,
But your final reward will be
heartaches and
tears
If you've cheated the guy in the glass.
©Dale Wimbrow, 1934.
If you
think you are beaten, you are.
If you think you dare not, you don’t
If you like to win but think you can’t,
It’s almost a cinch you won’t.
If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost.
For out in the world we find
Success begins with a fellow’s will
It’s all in the state of mind.
If you think you are outclassed, you are.
You’ve got to think high to rise.
You’ve got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win the prize.
Life’s battles don’t always go
To the stronger or faster man.
But sooner or later, the man who wins
Is the man who thinks he can.
Poet: C.W. Longenecker