Author's note: As requested, here is Rudyard Kipling's poem "If" told from a Dalek point of view. Enjoy!
If you can keep your life when all about you
Are losing theirs and trying to kill you too,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not give up while waiting,
Or being lied about, don't get caught telling lies,
Or being hated, be even more ferociously hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
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If you can plan—and not make plans your master;
If you can follow orders—and not make commands your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by the Doctor to save unworthy fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
•••
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on a war with odds like pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the metal which says to them: 'Hold on!'
•••
If you can kill large crowds and keep your "virtue",
Or exterminate millions without a touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men fight with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of battles won,
Yours is the universe and everything that's in it,
And—which is more—you'll be a Dalek, my son!