Favorite Alpha Poems

"HOUSE OF ALPHA"

By Bro. Sydney P. Brown

GOODWILL IS THE MONARCH OF THIS HOUSE, MEN 
UNACQUAINTED, ENTER, SHAKE HANDS, EXCHANGE 
GREETINGS AND DEPART FRIENDS.

CORDIALITY EXIST 
AMONG ALL WHO ABIDE WITHIN.

I AM THE EMINENT 
EXPRESSION OF FRIENDSHIP. CHARACTER AND 
TEMPERAMENT CHANGE UNDER MY DOMINANT POWER. 
LIVES ONCE TOUCHED BY ME BECOME TUNED AND ARE 
THEREAFTER AMIABLE, KINDLY, FRATERNAL. 

I INSPIRE THE MUSICIAN TO PLAY NOBLE SENTIMENTS AND 
ASSIST THE CHEMIST TO CONVERT UNGENEROUS 
PERSONALITIES INTO INDIVIDUALS OF GREAT WORTH.

I DESTROY ALL IGNOBLE IMPULSES.

 I CONSTANTLY INVOKE PRINCIPLES WHICH MAKE FOR COMMON BROTHERHOOD 
AND THE ECHO RESOUNDS IN ALL COMMUNITIES AND 
PRINCELY MEN ARE THEREBY RECOGNIZED.

EDUCATION,  HEALTH, MUSIC, ENCOURAGEMENT, SYMPATHY, LAUGHTER, 
ALL THESE ARE SPECIES OF INTEREST GIVEN OF SELF 
INVESTED CAPITAL. 

TIRED MOMENTS FIND ME A DELIGHTFUL TREAT, HOURS OF 
SORROW, A SHRINE OF UNDERSTANDING, AT ALL TIMES I AM 
FAITHFUL TO THE CREED OF COMPANIONSHIP.

 TO A FEW, I AM THE CASTLE OF DREAMS, AMBITIOUS, SUCCESSFUL, 
HOPEFUL DREAMS. TO MANY, I AM THE POETIC PALACE 
WHERE HUMAN FEELING IS RHYMED TO CELESTIAL 
MOTIVES; TO THE GREAT MAJORITY, I AM THE TREASURY OF 
GOOD FELLOWSHIP. 

IN FACT, I AM THE COLLEGE OF FRIENDSHIP; THE 
UNIVERSITY OF BROTHERLY LOVE; THE SCHOOL FOR THE 
BETTER MAKING OF MEN. 

I AM ALPHA PHI ALPHA!!!

 

"INVICTUS"

by William Ernest Henly

Out of the night that covers me, 
Black as the Pit from pole to pole, 
I thank whatever gods may be 
For my conquerable soul. 

In the fell clutch of circumstance 
I have not winched nor cried aloud 
Under the bludgeoning of chance 
My head is bloody, but unbowed. 

Beyond the place of wrath and tears 
Looms but the horror of the shade 
And yet the menace of the years 
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. 

It matters not how straight the gate, 
How charged with punishment the scroll, 
I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.
 

"Test of a Man"

The Test of a man is the fight that he makes. 
The Grit that he daily shows. 
The way he stands upon his feet. 
And takes life's numerous bumps and blows. 

A coward can smile 
When there's naught to fear. 
And  nothing his progress bars. 
But it takes a man to stand and cheer. 
While the other fellow stars. 
It isn't the victory after all. 
But the fight that a brother makes. 
A man, when driven against the wall, 
Still takes the blows of fate. 

With his head held high. 
Bleeding, bruised, and pale, 
Is the man who will win and fate defied. 
For he isn't afraid to fail!

"THE MAN WHO THINKS HE CAN"

If you think you are beaten, you are; 
If you think you dare not, you don't. 
If you'd like to win, but think you can't 
It's almost a cinch you won't. 
If you think you'll lose, you've lost, 
For out in the world we find 
Success beings with a fellow's will; 
It's all in the state of mind. 

If you think you're outclassed, you are: 
You've got to think high to rise. 
You've got to be sure of yourself before 
You can ever win a prize. 
Life's battles don't always go 
To the stronger or faster man, 
But soon or late the man who wins 
Is the man who thinks he can. 

 

"IF"

by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you 
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; 
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, 
And make allowance for their doubting too; 
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, 
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, 
Or being hated, don't give way to hating, 
And yet don't look too good nor talk too wise, 

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master; 
If you can think-- and not make make thoughts 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 knaves to make a trap for fools, 
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, 
And stoop and build them up with worn-out tools; 

If your can make one heap of all your winnings 
And risk it on one turn of 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, 
An so hold on when there is nothing in you 
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!" 

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue 
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch, 
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, 
If all men count with you, but none too much; 
If you can fill the unforgiving minute 
With sixty seconds worth of distance run; 
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, 
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my Son!!! 

'Esprit de Fraternite'

By Charles H. Garvin

An Alpha Phi Alpha man's attitude should not be "how much can I derive from the Fraternity?" but "how much can I do for the Fraternity?" In proportion to what he does for his Chapter and for Alpha Phi Alpha will a member receive lasting benefits from the Fraternity to himself in the way of self-development by duty well done, and the respect of the Brothers well served. 

A member's duties should be:
    1.    Prompt payment of all financial obligations, the prime requisite for successful fraternal life.

    2.  The doing of good scholastic work in his chosen vocation, thereby accomplishing the real end of  a college course.

    3.  The reasonable endeavor to participate in general college activities and social service and to excel therin.

    4.  The proper consideration of all things with appropriate attention to the high moral standard of Alpha Phi Alpha.