Bellatrix Le Strange (god_of_biscuits) wrote,
Bellatrix Le Strange
god_of_biscuits

So much has gone before...

Or should I say "Too much has gone before"? I never post to my journal anymore, it seems folly to try catch up now. Ah well, cue a beautiful poem...

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.
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