William Earnest Henry
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.
I think that this poem is about being invincible and letting no one get to you. It's about staying strong even in difficult times and not showing your weaknesses to others but ultimately I think that the main message is no matter how impossible your future seems, you have the power to change it. He says that it is partly with chance but that he is also the master of himself and he can control his fate. It kind of explores the idea of being an atheist and choosing your own fate however, I found the opposite (literally) poem...
Out of the light that dazzles me,
Bright as the sun from pole to pole,
I thank the God I know to be
For Christ the Conqueror of my soul.
Since His the sway of circumstance
I would not wince nor cry aloud.
Under that rule which men call chance
My head with joy is humbly bowed.
Beyond this place of sin and tears—
That life with Him! And His the aid,
That, spite the menace of the years,
Keeps, and shall keep, me unafraid.
I have no fear though strait the gate;
He cleared from punishment the scroll.
Christ is the Master of my fate;
Christ is the Captain of my soul.