Friday, November 21, 2008

Invictus

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

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

Beyond this 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 strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

The path to this poem was bizarre and winding but
it knocked my socks off...

Invictus ~ Unconquered

Indeed I am the master of my fate;

I am the captain of my soul.

3 comments:

  1. Wow. I've never read this poem before. I loved it too. Thank you.

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  2. Yeah... me too.

    Awesome poem.

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  3. You’re invited to view my video “Bat Khuat (Tap 4)” which features the song Bat Khuat that was inspired by the poem Invictus.
    URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ul9AcIDleIw

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