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.
I went to see this movie last week. The pacing is a little slow but it's a very thoughtful movie. Morgan Freeman plays Nelson Mandela in a true story about Mandela's early days as the President of South Africa and the South African Rugby team. But it's really a movie about forgiveness. And what a nation is. And it's inspired me to learn more about Mandela and post-apartheid South Africa.