Inspiring Poems: The Quitter by Robert W. Service


We all have “one of those days”. They’re the ones when nothing seems to go right. They’re also the days when we have to work so hard and so long for the tiniest thing to go right…well, for it not to go too wrong, at any rate!

Here’s a poem that can help you through “those days”:


When you’re lost in the wild and you’re scared as a child,
And death looks you bang in the eye;
And you’re sore as a boil, it’s according to Hoyle
To cock your revolver and die.

  But the code of a man says fight all you can,
And self-dissolution is barred;
In hunger and woe, oh it’s easy to blow—
It’s the hell served for breakfast that’s hard.

  You’re sick of the game? Well now, that’s a shame!
You’re young and you’re brave and you’re bright.
You’ve had a raw deal, I know, but don’t squeal.
Buck up, do your damnedest and fight!

  It’s the plugging away that will win you the day,
So don’t be a piker, old pard;
Just draw on your grit; it’s so easy to quit—
It’s the keeping your chin up that’s hard.

  It’s easy to cry that you’re beaten and die,
It’s easy to crawfish and crawl,
But to fight and to fight when hope’s out of sight,
Why, that’s the best game of them all.

  And though you come out of each grueling bout,
All broken and beaten and scarred—
Just have one more try. It’s dead easy to die,
It’s the keeping on living that’s hard

~Robert W. Service.


What did you think of this poem? Let me know–thanks!

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