How Did You Die?

Don't brood...It's not about how did you die in your past life😂

 

This is a poem " How did you die?" written by Edmund Vance Cooke.

So enjoy reading!!

 

Did you tackle that trouble that came your way

    With a resolute heart and cheerful?

Or hide your face from the light of day

    With a craven soul and fearful?

Oh, a trouble's a ton, or a trouble's an ounce,

    Or a trouble is what you make it,

And it isn't the fact that you're hurt that counts,

    But only how did you take it?

 

You are beaten to earth? Well, well, what's that?

    Come up with a smiling face.

It's nothing against you to fall down flat,

    But to lie there -- that's disgrace.

The harder you're thrown, why the higher you bounce;

    Be proud of your blackened eye!

It isn't the fact that you're licked that counts,

    It's how did you fight -- and why?

 

And though you be done to the death, what then?

    If you battled the best you could,

If you played your part in the world of men,

    Why, the Critic will call it good.

Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce,

    And whether he's slow or spry,

It isn't the fact that you're dead that counts,

    But only how did you die?

 

Steal your own time to understand this poem and certainly let me know what you felt.