What's Wrong With My Ankle

'IF' by Rudyard Kipling

If you can not lose your head when all around

loss, and they take it with you;

If you can not doubt yourself when all men doubt it,

But to understand their concerns in a constructive manner;

If you can wait and not get tired of waiting;

If you can not deal with lie lie

hate with hate, and yet you can not look too good, and to avoid

to talk too wise;

If you can dream - but dreams do not know you dominate;

If you can think - but knows the thoughts not make the order;

If you can handle two impostors just the same way

- Triumph and Disaster - when you first captain;

If you can stand to hear the truth you've spoken

From scoundrels misrepresented for fools;

If you can bend to reconstruct, with all the tools now consumed

The things you gave your life, now broken;

If you have won everything that you can make one heap
And I'll
games, gambling, once again,
And if you lose, you know start

Without a word of defeat;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

straight to the point, well beyond the fatigue,

A hold on, when you

nothing there except the command of the Will;

If you can talk with crowds without feeling like the king, O

entertain re talking frankly,

If neither friends nor enemies can hurt you,

While all men count with you, but never too
none;

If you can fill the unforgiving
time giving value to every moment of life,

The world is yours, with everything he has inside,

And, even more, my boy, are you man!