If anyone out there knows the 'recent dark history' about this poem dont read too much into it as to why i like it, it's just a great poem.
I was editing out my 'notes' section of my Handspring Treo and came across it after not seeing it for a few years.
by William Ernest Henly
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.
P.S. lol for all of you finding this via google because of the movie.... thats not the 'dark reference' you sheep.