On some occasion moving fast and staying positive seems impossible because the very things that matters to you appears to be failing. If you ever feel this way you need to read. This poem from by dairy is sure to life up your spirit and restore your will. This poem works magic for me I hope it does the same to you.
Deaf! He lay there silently, a tear dropped from his eye.
“There’s no sense running any more-three strikes,
I’m out-why try?”
The will to rise had disappeared, all hope had fled away.
So far behind, so error prone, closer all the way.
“I’ve lost, so what’s the use.” He thought,
“I’ll live with my disgrace.”
But then he thought about his dad who
Soon he’d have to face.
“Get up.” An echo sounded low,
“Get up and take your place.
You were not meant for failure here,
So get up and win the race.”
With borrowed will, “Get up,” it said
“You haven’t lost at all,
For winning is not more than this-
To rise each time you fall.”
So up he rose to win once more, and with a new commit,
He resolved that win or lose, at least he wouldn’t quit.
So far behind the others now, the most he’d ever been,
Still he gave it all he had and ran as though to win,
Three times he’d fallen stumbling,
There times he rose again,
Too far behind to hope to win, he still ran to the end
They cheered the winning runner as he crossed,
Head high and proud and happy; no falling, no disgrace
But when the fallen youngster crossed the line, last place,
The crowd gave him the greater cheer for
Finishing the race
And even though he came in last,
With head bowed low, unproud;
You would have though he won the race,
To listen to the crowd.
And to his dad he sadly said, “I didn’t do so well.”
“To me, you won,” his father said
“You rose each time you fell.”
And now when things seem dark and hard
And difficult to face,
The memory of that little boy helps me in my race.
For all of life is like that race,
With ups and downs and all,
And all you have to do to win-is rise each time you fall.
“Quit! Give up, you’re beaten,” they still shout in my face.
But another voice within me says,
“Get up and win that race.”
Culled from the book “Finishing Strong” by Steve Farrar
There is always hope to us if we believe we can still finish well no matter how backward our situation is… Quitters never win and winners never quit.
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