This Poem Will Change Your Life | Rudy Francisco – Complainers | Goalcast


– The following are true stories. May 26th, 2003, Aron Ralston was hiking. A boulder fell on his right hand. He waited four days, then he amputated his own
arm with a pocket knife. On New Year’s Eve, a woman
who was bungee jumping in Zimbabwe, the cord broke. She then fell into a river, and had to swim back to land, in crocodile-infested waters
with a broken collarbone. Claire Champlin was smashed in the face by a five pound watermelon, being propelled by a sling shot. Matthew Brobis was hit by a javelin. David Striegel was punched
in the mouth by a kangaroo. (audience laughing) (dramatic music) The most amazing part of these stories, is when asked about the experience, they all smiled, shrugged, and said, “I guess things could’ve been worse.” So go ahead. Tell me that you’re having a bad day. Tell me about the traffic. Tell me about your boss. Tell me about the job
you’ve been trying to quit for the past four years. Tell me the morning is a
townhouse burning to the ground, tell me the snooze button
is a fire extinguisher. Tell me the alarm clock
stole the keys to your smile, drove it at 7 AM, and a
crash totaled your happiness. Tell me, tell me, tell me how blessed are we
to have tragedy so small it could fit on the tips on our tongues. You see, when Evan lost his
legs, he was speechless. When my cousin was assaulted, she didn’t speak for 48 hours. When my uncle was murdered, we had to send out a search party to find my father’s voice. Most people, most people,
most people have no idea that tragedy and silence
have the exact same address. When your day is a
museum of disappointments hanging from events that
were outside of your control, when you find yourself
flailing in an ocean of why is this happening to me, when it feels like your guardian angel put in his two week notice two months ago, and just decided not to tell you, when it feels like God is a babysitter that’s always on the phone, when you get punched in the esophagus by a fistful of life,
remember that every year, two million people die of dehydration, so it doesn’t matter if
the glass is half full or half empty, there’s water in the cup. Drink that shit and stop complaining. (audience cheering) You see, muscle, muscle is
created by repeating lifting things that have been
designed to weigh us down, so when your shoulder is feeling heavy, stand up straight, lift your chin, hell, call it exercise. Remember that life is a gym membership with a really complicated
cancellation policy. Remember that you will survive. Remember, things could be worse. Remember, we have never
ever given anything that we can’t handle. When the world crumbles around you, you have to look at the wreckage, and then build a new one
out of all the pieces that are still here. Remember, you are still here. The human heart beats
approximately 4000 times per hour, and each pulse, each throb, each palpitation is a trophy, engraved with the words,
You Are Still Alive. You are still alive. Act like it. (dramatic music)

52 Replies to “This Poem Will Change Your Life | Rudy Francisco – Complainers | Goalcast

  1. I watch this at least once a month.
    Every single time still gets me like the first.

    From beginning to the end.
    Every single line is pure gold.

    Resets my motivation to 100 every time.

    Thank you.

  2. OK… Ok. So its a comparison thing now… Common. Those people were having fun btw but still the comparison is just wrong. But amazing message .I could always be worse

  3. I love the passion he has. More people should Truly cherish every single moment & every single living being. You never know when it'll all actually be over.

  4. I love this, but a quote to counter his speech

    “It doesn’t matter wether you drown in three feet of water or three hundred feet, your still just as dead”

  5. Whats the music used in this video? This was A Godly combination of Powerful, emotion driven and life teaching words and awesome music

  6. “You see muscle is created by repeatedly lifting things that have been designed to weigh us down”.

    My inspiration when times get tough.

  7. The following are true stories.

    May 26th 2003 Aron Ralston was hiking, a boulder fell on his right hand. He waited four days, then amputated his arm with a pocket knife.

    On New Year’s Eve, a woman was bungee jumping in Zimbabwe. The cord broke, she then fell into a river and had to swim back to land in crocodile infested waters with a broken collarbone.

    Claire Champlin was smashed in the face by a five pound watermelon being propelled by a slingshot.

    Matthew Brobst was hit by a javelin.

    David Striegl was punched in the mouth. By a kangaroo.

    The most amazing part about these stories is when asked about the experience they all smiled, shrugged, and said “I guess things could have been worse.”

    So go ahead.

    Tell me that you’re having a bad day.

    Tell me about the traffic. Tell me about your boss. Tell me about the job you’ve been trying to quit for the past four years. Tell me the morning is just a town house burning to the ground and the snooze button is a fire extinguisher. Tell me the alarm clock stole the keys to your smile, drove it into 7:00 AM, and the crash totaled your happiness.

    Tell me! Tell me!

    Tell me, how blessed are we to have tragedies so small it can fit on the tips of our tongues?

    You see, when Evan lost his legs he was speechless. When my cousin was assaulted, she didn’t speak for forty eight hours. When my uncle was murdered, we had to send out a search party to find my father’s voice.

    Most people have no idea that tragedy and silence have the exact same address.

    When your day is a museum of disappointments hanging from events that were outside of your control, when you find yourself flailing in an ocean of “Why is this happening to me?”, when it feels like your guardian angel put in his two week notice two months ago and just decided not to tell you, when it feels like God is just a babysitter that’s always on the phone, when you get punched in the esophagus by a fistful of life, remember that every year two million people die of dehydration so it doesn’t matter if the glass is half full or half empty, there’s water in the cup.

    Drink it, and stop complaining.

    Muscle is created by repeatedly lifting things that have been designed to weigh us down. So when your shoulders feel heavy, stand up straight and lift your chin – call it exercise. When the world crumbles around you, you have to look at the wreckage and then build a new one out of the pieces that are still here.

    Remember, you are still here.

    The human heart beats approximately four thousand times per hour.

    Each pulse, each throb, each palpitation is a trophy engraved with the words “You are still alive”.

    You are still alive.

    Act like it.

  8. I Love this poem soooo much it actually changed my life I complain less now because of this poem and I thank this guy for making such a poem this is actually my second comment on this poem but my advice to people who are wanting to commit suicide from bullying is Just remember things can be worse and that what you are going through is nothing.

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