Since I showed you one of my favorite band songs, I figured I would also share with you my newly found poetry work.
Invictus by William Ernest Henley
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
I have rather enjoyed this poem. I came across it merely due to school work because we are having a poetry “recitation” contest.
To better understand what’s going on check out www.poetryoutloud.org
This is the poem I have chosen to recite. For some reason, it has really touched base with how I feel on a lot of things right now. I must admit, I am not excited for the recitation of it.
Not my style