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(‘Brother Square-Toes’—Rewards and Fairies) 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, 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 not 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 gave 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 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: ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk 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, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son! Source: A Choice of Kipling's Verse (1943)

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The road is dark, the way is lost, my eyes they strain to see I struggle forth to find a friend to light the way for me Oh brothers can you hear my voice or am I all alone If there’s no fire to guide my way, then I will start my own!

When there’s nothing left but the fire in my chest and the air that fills my lungs I’ll hold my tears and trade my years for a glimpse at kingdom come On the other side of misery there’s a world we long to see The strife we share will take us there to relief and sovereignty Oh by god we’ll have our home again, by god we’ll have our home By blood or sweat we’ll get there yet By god we’ll have a home In our own towns we’re foreigners now, our names are spat and cursed The headline smack of another attack, not the last and not the worst Oh my fathers they look down on me, I wonder what they feel To see their noble sons driven down beneath a cowards heel Oh by god we’ll have our home again, by god we’ll have our home By blood or sweat we’ll get there yet By god we’ll have a home The way is dark, the road is lost, my eyes they strain to see I struggle forth to find a friend to light the way for me Oh brothers can you hear my voice or am I all alone If there’s no fire to guide my way, then I will start my own https://themannerbund.com/2020/11/11/by-god-well-have-our-home-again/