This poem is to powerful. I had to share it.
Is this one of the most inspiring poems of all time? I think it might be. The words reflect strength and courage, and I find them deeply moving and a great source of inspiration.
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.
Any thoughts you wish to share? What poem do you turn to when…
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