Out of the night that covers me,Invictus
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

William Ernest Henley, 1875

Perché alla fine di tutto, dopo ogni battaglia, attraverso ogni temporale, ne usciamo in piedi, vivi, vittoriosi.

La poesia l’ho trovata in un film su Nelson Mandela. Il testo l’ho preso da Wikipedia. L’ispirazione viene da una canzone heavy metal.