This is a poem that inspired Nelson Mandela during his years in jail. Its really soul searching.Thought I should share it somewhere.
INVICTUS...
" Upon the night that covers me
Dark 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 horrors 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"
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