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The Critic

Updated on August 11, 2009

The Critic vs the Arena

"It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the 
 strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done 
 better.  The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; 
 whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives 
 valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the 
 great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy 
 cause; who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high 
 achievement; and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while 
 daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and 
 timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat."
 Teddy Roosevelt
 26th U.S. President, 1901 - 1909

The critic jeers points a finger and laughs 

The do nothings smirk, while do somethings act

Sharky comments made causing a feeding frenzy 

No friends the fighters keeps pushing through the pain

Through the turmoil setbacks and marred name

Treading through water from flooded storm drains

Shoes muddy, keeps moving, no quitting

Life isn't always sunny

The fighter has fallen before

And has since been told

He has already met his peak, no gold

He has already met defeat, fear is a no show

He shows through his work ethic and perseverance

That no persons ill aimed words will come near him

He is focused while the critic pokes and prods

The kindlings only add fuel to the fire

Lightning striking dry forrest underbrush

Under rush he pushes strains because he must

Prove his superiorty to his past

And defame the critics ahead in his path

Each step and each breath rhymically match

With each heart beat until he relax

Until he lay back until he fall

But he if falls short

No shame at all

For the fighter has attempted to achieve glory

If the glow of greatness should escape his grasp

He will continue to prove himself until he can not last

Learning from failures

Doubters speak, his motivation

He will continue his journey no hesitation 

Are you the critic or the fighter?

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    • Drew Breezzy profile image

      Drew Breezzy 8 years ago from somewhere in my mind

      I like your line, thanks!

    • 4ever Mo profile image

      4ever Mo 8 years ago

      The fighter has his eyes fixed on the prize and his ears deaf to the prophets of doom. I love this poem!