Thursday, March 4, 2010

INVICTUS by William Ernest Henley

I watched INVICTUS last night , I liked the poem and so here it is.
The last 2 lines in particular stand out for me .

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. 

by William Ernest Henley


  1. Nice... did you know that this was also the final statement of Timothy McVeigh, the Oklahama bomber?

    - Harsh

  2. no I didnt know that Harsh , thats just spooky!