Time to relinquish our "VICTIM"

 While incarcerated on Robben Island prison, Nelson Mandela recited this poem, Invictus (Latin for "undefeated") to other prisoners and was empowered by its message of self mastery. Written by Victorian poet William Ernest Henley, it's as relevant and comforting to us today as it was then to Mandela.

"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

Transient

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."