Anonymous ID: 905291 June 15, 2018, 3:06 p.m. No.1762639   šŸ—„ļø.is šŸ”—kun   >>2650

>>1762614

First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak outā€”

 

Because I was not a Socialist.

 

Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak outā€”

 

Because I was not a Trade Unionist.

 

Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak outā€”

 

Because I was not a Jew.

 

Then they came for meā€”and there was no one left to speak for me.

Anonymous ID: 905291 June 15, 2018, 3:10 p.m. No.1762667   šŸ—„ļø.is šŸ”—kun   >>2702

>>1762650

Ifā€”

Rudyard Kipling, 1865 - 1936

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, donā€™t deal in lies,

Or, being hated, donā€™t give way to hating,

And yet donā€™t look too good, nor talk too wise;

 

If you can dreamā€”and not make dreams your master;

If you can thinkā€”and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with triumph and disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth youā€™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 ā€˜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 breathe 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: ā€œHold onā€;

 

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kingsā€”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 secondsā€™ worth of distance runā€”

Yours is the Earth and everything thatā€™s in it,

Andā€”which is moreā€”youā€™ll be a Man, my son!