It is not the critic who counts,
Not the one who points out how the
strong person stumbled,
Or how the doer of deeds might have
done then better.

The credit belongs to the man who is
actually in the arena,
Who face is marred with sweat and dust
and blood;
Who strives valiantly;
Who errs and comes up short again and
again;

Who knows the great enthusiasms,
The great devotions,
And spends himself in a worthy cause;
Who if he wins, knows the triumph of
high achievement,
And who, if he fails while daring greatly,
So that his place shall never be with
those cold and timid souls who neither
victory nor defeat.

-President Theodore Roosevelt

for the protestors safe at home.

R. Spires