.if.

if u can keep ur head when all about u

are losing theirs n blaming it on u

if u can trust urself when all men doubt u

but make allowance for their doubting too

if u can wait n not be tired by waiting

or being lied about, dont deal in lies

or being hated, dont give way to hating

and yet dont look too good nor talk too wise

if u can dream - and not make dreams ur master

if u can think - and not make thoughts your aim

if u can meet with triumph n disaster

and treat those two impostors just the same

if u can bear to hear the truth u've spoken

twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools

or watch the things u gave ur life to, broken

and stoop n build'em up with worn-out tools

if u can make one heap of all ur winning

n risk it on one turn of pitch n toss

n lose, n start again at ur beginnings

n never breathe a word about ur loss

if u can force ur heart n nerve n sinew

to serve ur turn long after they are gone

n so hold on when there is nothin in u

except the will which says to them, 'hold on!'

if u can talk with crowds n keep ur virtue

or walk with kings, nor lose the common touch

if neither foss nor loving friends can hurt u

if all men count with u, but none too much

if u can fill the unforgiving minute

with sixty seconds worth of distance run

yours is the earth n everything that's in it

n which is more - u'll be a man, my son!

p/s.my fav poem since hi-school. dlu mse skola, blaja jek taw, tp mksud xd le phm sgt. skunk ni ble tgok blik, rse cm ' owh..ni ke mksud dy..' haha. yappari, innocent naa mse zmn skola.