I would also not engage with his beautiful, inspiring poem, If, which to this very day has the power to bring me to tears.
Rudyard Kipling is My Demon
Kovie Biakolo

Sent this to my son on his 18th birthday. I bear the burden of Kipling’s contradictions as well.

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