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.

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My first love

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The first face I remember
The never disappearing smile that comforts me
I cried, sometimes for food
Sometimes for no real reason asides to be brought nigh to your bosom
The one place I felt safe
You never tired
You are the greatest
The one human I am always sure of, always present
In abundance, in lack, you gave
Your listening ears so caring
Never judging but stern when need arise.
My first love
My greatest love
Happy birthday mother.

Thanks for the time spared to read this. Please endeavor to leave your thoughts, views and/or comments behind. Your feedback is highly appreciated.

Iyim-Eli