The test of a man is the fight he makes.
The strength that he daily shows;
The way he stands on his feet and takes Fate's numerous bumps and blows.
A coward can smile where there is naught to fear;
When nothing his progress bars.
But it takes man to stand up and cheer
While some others follow stars
It isn't the victory, after all.
But the fight that a brother makes.
The man who, driven against the wall,
Still stands up erect and takes
The blows of fate with his head held high.
Bleeding and bruised, and pale
Is the Man who'll win in the by and by
For he is the one who dares never to give up.
Adapted from "Dare to fail"
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