While incarcerated at Robben Island and Pollsmoor prisons for 27 years, Nelson Mandela was known to recite Invictus (Latin for "unconquered"), a poem written by William Ernest Henley, to the other prisoners. In our world, filled with so many challenges and unknowns, this is an empowering message. "I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul" is something I absolutely believe. Or, as my long-time friend Scott Friedman is known to say, "The best way to predict the future, is to create it."
Out of the night that covers me,Black as the pit from pole to pole,I thank whatever gods may beFor my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstanceI have not winced nor cried aloud.Under the bludgeonings of chanceMy head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tearsLooms but the Horror of the shade,And yet the menace of the yearsFinds 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.