FAILURE

FAILURE

“The test of a man is the fight he makes,

The grit that he daily shows’;

The way he stands on his feet and takes

Fate’s numerous bumps and blows,

A coward can smile when there’s nought to fear.

When nothing his progress bears;

But it takes a man, a stand up, a cheer

While some others follow stars.

“It isn’t the victory, after all,

But the fight that a brother makes;

The man who, driven against the wall,

Still stands up erect and takes,

The blows of fate with his head held high:

Bleeding and bruised, and pale,

Is the man who’ll win in the by and by,

For he isn’t afraid to fail.

“It’s the bumps you get, and the jolts you get,

And the shocks that your courage stands,

The hours of sorrow and vain regret,

The prize that escapes your hands,

That tests your metal and proves your worth;

It isn’t the blows you deal with

But the blows you take on the good old Earth,

That show, if you are real!

Done by: ElsyWaga

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