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
Found this again and I love it so much the poem really really speaks to me no matter how hard or easy my journey through life has been I need to remember always that I am the master of my fate I am the captain of my soul that means that despite circumstances etc no one else is to blame for the path I take but me I am the one in charge of myself and my life. Pretty powerful.
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