The quest for my soul.

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I thank whatever gods may be

      For my unconquerable soul.

Invictus by William Ernest Henley




I’ve been bowing down to people

Just yesterday I bowed down to that warm embrace

You know it all too well

You read it too 

I’m getting old, I’ve been bending my back

Not out of respect, but out of despair 

Hoping someone could tell me if this is fair 


I’ve been bowing down to people

But not the people I need to bow down to 


But I know that He listens. He listens? Does He listen? I know He does. 

For my soul remains native. And that’s a huge blessing. 

My soul remains native, but it’s coming closer, I see. Ships at sea. 

Are they here to conquer me? 

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