when in bad times

What happens,

When shackles of bad times pinned you,

For everyone you are no one,

Neither in prayers nor in fairs,

Neither in thoughts nor in dreams,

You have no place,

No room for solace,

When in bad times,

All men will doubt and blame,

oppourtunities will cease

And life freeze,

Hatred and lies will be all yours,

When in bad times,

If you can keep yourself aloof,

Of all lies and foes,

Keep cool and count your blessings,

And have WILL to sustain,

Then bad times will pass,

And let you be man.