Friday, December 18, 2009

Invictus

Friday Night.
6:30-ish
Valet park.
Meet with KBD.
Luna de Noche.

Piña Colada.
Fish Tacos (orange roughy).
Stroll through North Park.
AMC.
Watch an INCREDIBLE movie.
Leave inspired.


Invictus

by William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903

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.
 

1 comment:

  1. One must think that if a man locked up for over 27 years can be forgiving and open minded why can't those who have never lost their freedom?

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