June 1, 2007
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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 soulIn the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowedBeyond 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 unafraidIt 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-J
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maybe that is why i am so familiar with this line: “I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my soul”
if i am not mistaken i think it is by William E. Henley ;P
by the way the pic with the tiger is nice, i thought it wasnt real because the tiger look friendly and well ‘cutesy’
hi josh, your poem is full of courage.
is that a real tiger on your profile pic?
yea b/c otherwise they only accept part of what Jesus said about Himself and turn Him into a pre-ghandi type guy instead of GOD to whom all honor is due and who can give life and forgive sin and redeem people from lifestyles that lead to physical and spiritual death…