My Creed
To live as gently as I can,
To be, no matter where, a man,
To take what comes of good or ill
And cling to faith and honor still,
To do my best, and let that stand
The record of my brain and hand,
And then, should failure come to me
Still work and hope for victory.
To have no secret place wherein
I stoop unseen to shame or sin,
To be the same when I'm alone
As when my every deed is known,
To live undaunted, unafraid
Of any step that I have made,
To be without pretense or sham,
Exactly what men think I am.
To leave some simple mark behind,
To keep my having lived in mind,
If enmity to aught I show,
To be an honest, generous foe,
To play my little part, nor whine
That greater honors are not mine.
This, I believe, is all I need
For my philosophy and creed.
*Shittu-Gbeko Ayomide
#S-GAS#*
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