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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357932" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Leader That Was Pushed</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once on a time a general whose name is handed down<br>To the present generation as a name of high renown <br>Once on a time this general - I trust you understand<br>This happened years and years ago, and in a foreign land.<br>This general once stood before his army, thinking hard;<br>And he talked about advancing, but he didn't move a yard,<br>For, to put the matter plainly, though he knew his cause was right,<br>And desired to be the leader, yet he didn't want to fight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>He bravely talked for hours and hours of tactics and defence <br>(In good sooth, he was a leader of undoubted eloquence) <br>Till his soldiers grew impatient, for they spied afar the foe,<br>So they started marching forward, and the leader had to go,<br>Though he begged for time to elocute, they forced him to a walk;<br>Then they broke into a double, and he hadn't breath to talk.<br>If his soldiers start to push him - well, that can a leader do?<br>Thus he led his army forward - of necessity, 'tis true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, they forced him to a run,<br>And the firing of a gun<br>Gave him qualms about the business, but he couldn't change his mind.<br>He'd have dearly loved to pause<br>And orate about The Cause,<br>But he had to keep responding to the pressure from behind.<br>Then he yelled a battle-cry,<br>And he waved his sword on high,<br>But he mournfully reflected as he viewed the foemen's horde:<br>Leadership may be all right<br>While the foe is out of sight,<br>But, like the pen, the silver tongue is safer than the sword.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The fight was won. That general, his heart swelled up with pride,<br>Delivered speeches eloquent to his victorious side;<br>And the peroration hinted they should rest while they'd the chance;<br>But the army wanted more of it and urged him to advance.<br>'Twas here the general resigned to join another band<br>That didn't yearn to go and fight the battles of the land.<br>'Twas a calm, reposeful army, and that leader suited well;<br>For it let him talk of fighting while it sat and took a spell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>He was leader of the tired,<br>And he never was required<br>To go ranging o'er the country to attack a savage foe;<br>And whene'er he thought it best<br>To sit down and take a rest,<br>Well - it's rude to push a leader when he doesn't want to go.<br>And, if by some mischance,<br>He should mention an advance,<br>They would let him talk about it and applaud him very hard;<br>They would hail him as the man<br>Who by right was in the van;<br>But they'd grab him by the coat-tails if he sought to move a yard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Give attention now, my masters, to this general's career;<br>He was affable and eloquent, but let me mention here<br>This happened very long since - twenty thousand years or so;<br>For now, we know, a leader leads before he's forced to go.<br>But if, perchance, at any time, a leader you should find<br>Who objects to moving onward till he gets a push behind,<br>Far better shift him from the front; his place is never here;<br>And let him join the other crowd - the Army of the Rear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Let us have a moving army, let its leader be a man<br>Who doesn't need a shove behind to keep him in the van;<br>And if he halts to elocute, let's shift him off the track,<br>And put him 'mid the baggage-carts and lumber at the back.<br>There to seek a reputation with the busted and the bushed:<br>For no man may seek for Honor who insists on being pushed.<br>And he who seeks to lead must keep ahead a yard or so,<br>For - it's rude to push a leader when he doesn't want to go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For a leader of the kind<br>Who requires a kick behind<br>Isn't any sort of leader, when you come to think of it;<br>And the generals we need<br>Are the fellows who CAN lead <br>The men who know the track to go, and tackle it with grit.<br>Wherefore, when you hear the talk<br>Of these fellows who would baulk,<br>While they flood the land with eloquence till mentally you're bushed.<br>Just remember, words and air<br>Seldom lead to anywhere, <br>And reflect upon the story of the leader that was pushed</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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