You’ll be a Man, my son! (a gift for Gede)
Mar 13th, 2010 by 60meter
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and yourself not being 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 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 impostors 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 give your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out 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 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!”
If you can talks with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings-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 seconds’ worth of distance run,
Your is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And-which is more- “You’ll be a Man, my son!”
Rudyard Kipling
). Mencoba menyenandungkan mantram Gayatri di telingamu dengan matamu yang besar membelalak (bukannya bayi itu mestinya merem ya ?), mungkin heran melihat bapak (”siapa sih ini senyum gembira melihatku ?”).
