A Powerful Poem Written by เมื่อลมแรง...ใบไม้ก็ร่วง (แอ๊ด ปากเกร็ด: //www.pantip.com/cafe/library/topic/K4518644/K4518644.html) I read this poem and turned frightened, when informed that Timothy McVeigh wrote it before executed. And above is his handwriting; however, unless you can dicipher the scribble, please see below. Invictus 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 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. Thank you to Khun แอ๊ด ปากเกร็ด for all of the information. Follow this link to learn more: CLICK HERE. 7/11/2006 (c) 2006. เมื่อลมแรง...ใบไม้ก็ร่วง. All Rights Reserved. No portion of this article may be reproduced, by any process of technique, without the express written consent of the author (in.dialogue@yahoo.com).   Create Date : 12 กรกฎาคม 2549 1 comments Last Update : 12 กรกฎาคม 2549 9:38:30 น. Counter : 818 Pageviews. Share Tweet

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