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Invictus - a poem by W.E. Henley / sung as Lament

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Published on Mar 21, 2010

FIRST OFF ALL : DON'T FEEL OFFENDED! I love Scottland / scottish as i do love Ireland, the irish people and last but not least Great Britain !! I do in fact love them all and i have chosen this film, because i loved ONE BIG thing in this film, and that was not the groups chosen that are fighting against eachother.. (!) But i have to say i always loved stories / films where someone is fighting for their loved ones, and for their believes.
So for me the film transfers a big message, have respect for eachother and don't take what is not yours. ( Well it CAN be very difficult to find out what was originally "yours" in case of land / grounds ) I am sad for all the people who lost their lands/ grounds and everything.. But keep in mind.. you are not alone! All over the world, are people taking what is not theirs.. and sometimes the people theirselves decide where everything is going..Try to respect everyones will and try not to harm anybody! And you will be respected too.

This is a poem i love since i was thirteen..it is very special to me. I sang it, as i felt.. and combined it with scenes from one of my favourite movies, Braveheart
by and with Mel Gibson. Sadly the sound quality doesn't match the original file.

You can get a better version here:
http://thepiratebay.org/torrent/5459764

"Invictus" is a short poem by the English poet William Ernest Henley (18491903).
It was written in 1875 and first published in 1888, in Henley's Book of Verses, where it was the fourth in a series of poems entitled Life and Death (Echoes).

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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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