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The Quitter Poem

March 11, 2010

I’m just love this poem – I think it describes my take on Kenya very well (in the positive this is what I tell myself sense).

The Quitter – Robert Service

When you’re lost in the Wild, and you’re scared as a child

And Death looks you bang in the eye,

And you’re sore as a boil, it’s according to Hoyle

To cock your revolver and die

But the Code of a Man says: “Fight all you can.”

And self dissolution is barred.

In hunger and woe, oh it’s easy to blow…

It’s the hell-served-for-breakfast that’s hard.

“You’re sick of the game!” Well, now that’s a shame.

You’re young and you’re brave and you’re bright.

“You’ve had a raw deal!” I know – but don’t squeal,

Buck up, do your damnedest and fight.

It’s the plugging away that will win you the day,

So don’t be a piker, old pard!

Just draw on your grit, it’s so easy to quit.

It’s the keeping-your-chin-up that’s hard.

It’s easy to cry that you’re beaten – and die;

It’s easy to crawfish and crawl;

But to fight and to fight when hope’s out of sight –

Why that’s the best game of them all!

And though you’ve come out of each grueling bout,

All broken and battered and scarred,

Just have one more try – it’s dead easy to die,

It’s the keeping-on-living that’s hard.


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