I N V I C T U S

I would be dishonest to say I'm not seething with anger, yet I try to find my Godly soul.

Yesterday, the Prayer of St.Francis soothed me but this morning I think of the poem INVICTUS by William Ernest Henley. Not much of a fan of poetry, but it first came into my life when Oklahoma City bomber Timothy McVeigh, said it before being sentenced to death by lethal injection. It then spoke to my warrior spirit, and always does when low.

We all face challenges in our lives. What separates men of character from spineless souls is the way they face those challenges. In the poem “Invictus,” British poet William Ernest Henley describes how a man should respond to challenges. “Invictus” is Latin for “unconquerable.” Every man should have an unconquerable spirit. When life kicks you, get back up fighting!

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 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.

William Ernest Henley

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