The man in the glass…

Hey…

I got this poem from a very special friend of mine… Being a referee and aspiring to be a national and international one, there is quite a lot of meaning he and all others, for that matter, can attribute to this poem. We all know that in life (and in a rugbymatch) one can never satisfy or impress every person around you…

Somewhere, someone is always going to disagree and that is why it’s so important that you don’t live life according to what others expect or think of you, but according to what you expect and think of yourself…

So here it is…

When you walk down the road on the pathway of life
And the world makes you king for a day
Just go to the mirror and look at yourself
And see what the man has to say

For it isn’t your father or mother or wife
Whose judgemant upon you must pass
The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the one staring back from the glass

Some people may think you’re a straight-shootin’ chum
And call you a wonderful guy
But the man in the glass says you’re only a bum
If you can’t look him straight in the eye

He’s the fellow to please, never mind the rest
For he’s with you clear up to the end
And you’ve past your most dangerous difficult test
If the man in the glass is your friend

You may fool the whole world down the pathway of life
And get pats on your back as you pass
But your final reward will be heartache and tears
IF YOU CHEATED THE MAN IN THE GLASS