Fantastic kipling poem

This one is my favorite and so contemporary in today's world I think!

THE WHITE MAN'S BURDEN

The white man's burden...he gave it his best shot and now the 3rd world is going to have to see how they like being in someone else's "sphere of influence" One thing we can be sure of, there won't be any efforts to improve the countries concerned since an uneducated population kept at a low socio-economic level is much easier to loot than an educated one. Still, on the bright side, being economically raped can focus the mind in ways that being coddled does not. Time will tell!

The "white man" has got enough work to do closer to home these days.:(
 
I never served. But here is one for all of those who did.

Tommy
By Rudyard Kipling

I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer,
The publican 'e up an' sez, "We serve no red-coats here."
The girls be'ind the bar they laughed an' giggled fit to die,
I outs into the street again an' to myself sez I:
O it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, go away";
But it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins", when the band begins to play,
The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play,
O it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins", when the band begins to play.

I went into a theatre as sober as could be,
They gave a drunk civilian room, but 'adn't none for me;
They sent me to the gallery or round the music-'alls,
But when it comes to fightin', Lord! they'll shove me in the stalls!
For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, wait outside";
But it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide,
The troopship's on the tide, my boys, the troopship's on the tide,
O it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide.

Yes, makin' mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep
Is cheaper than them uniforms, an' they're starvation cheap;
An' hustlin' drunken soldiers when they're goin' large a bit
Is five times better business than paradin' in full kit.
Then it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, 'ow's yer soul?"
But it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll,
The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll,
O it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll.

We aren't no thin red 'eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too,
But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you;
An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all your fancy paints,
Why, single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints;
While it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, fall be'ind",
But it's "Please to walk in front, sir", when there's trouble in the wind,
There's trouble in the wind, my boys, there's trouble in the wind,
O it's "Please to walk in front, sir", when there's trouble in the wind.

You talk o' better food for us, an' schools, an' fires, an' all:
We'll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational.
Don't mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face
The Widow's Uniform is not the soldier-man's disgrace.
For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Chuck him out, the brute!"
But it's "Saviour of 'is country" when the guns begin to shoot;
An' it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' anything you please;
An' Tommy ain't a bloomin' fool -- you bet that Tommy sees!
 
The Ballad of Boh Da Thone.

Boh Da Thone was a warrior bold:
His sword and his Snider were 'bossed with gold

And the Peacock Banner his henchman bore
Was stiff with bullion, but stiffer with gore.

He shot at the strong and he slashed at the weak
From the Salween Scrub to the Chindwin Teak

He crucified noble, he sacrificed mean,
He filled old ladies with kerosene:

While over the water the papers cried,
"the patriot fights for his countryside"

....:)
 
"Elephants are useful friends
"Equipped with handles at both ends!"

(Ogden Nash, "Carnival of the Animals" Excellent book: "A Golden Trashery of Ogden Nashery")
 
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