Tuesday, May 10, 2011


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 finally had the time to watch this movie. I am not into poems, but the last two paragraphs caught my heart. Morgan Freeman and Matt Daemon were as usual "brilliant". Despite the "Hollywood extravaganza" it was truely inspirational. LOVED IT. BRILLIANT.

1 comment:

Bhaskar Acharya said...

A pity India does not have a leader Nelson Mandela, to cure us of a disease called hatred. An the movie? Thalaivar Freeman Rules!