Black as the coal from pole to pole,
As if I am drowned in a sea to whole.
I thank whatever....... gods may be
For my unconquerable soul,
craving to reach a particular goal!
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the difficult of circumstances
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
Not enough to drive away my fears.........
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how narrow the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
In this difficult situations i am Stable.....
i m The Unconquerable......
