INVICTUS
*Inspired By Nelson Mandela
Out of the Pitts of Darkness, In the Absence Of Light
where even the faintest smile Glistens, In Spite
there I give thanks to the Higher Power Abode
That I, have Inherited this INVICTUS Soul
Despite the Heavy and Unjust hand that's dealt
I, have not Give In amongst this Fiery Hell
the flesh Bludgeoned far through the Gale
Yet, my Soul Untouched, My Soul Prevails
Undaunted by the Nights, Black as Sackcloth is
I, have Endured and Conquered this ship
even amidst the Horrors and Pains of Day
I Live On, Undaunted, Unafraid
Matters Not how Crooked or Narrow the Gate
I Press forth with Courage, Hope and Faith
For, I AM THE MASTER OF MY FATE
For, I AM THE CAPTAIN OF MY Soul
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