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I wrote this on a whim, after reading R. Kippling's "If". |
I’ve heard our actions are what define us And even in death we make our final act So why not live to be remembered And live in infamy, fame and fact Live fast die young and hard Leave an impression not easily forgotten Scream out at the world and go down with a finger up In remembrance of all your deeds good or rotten Make your mark slam down your final hand And in the end you’ll be reborn Not as a man but as a god A new king made from a shadow torn Embrace your youth not to let it slip Stand bravely in the darkness of night Never quiver the light will come And with it a newfound hope and might Be honest, be faithful, be sincere and true Life is what you make not what it makes you Face your greatest fears head on Never let them win And in the end your greatest battle Will be a battle you can win Never run from your problems Make them run from you Give back what is given And be sure to pay your dues Respect your friends Be there when they fall Because without those who love you You have nothing left at all Pledge allegiance stand-up for what is right You cannot always follow others Sometimes you must stand alone to fight Heed the call of your fellow man Never let humanity slip you grasp In the end we are all brothers And we have to make that last Follow these words they are simple and true Live life to the fullest and the world will never forget you |