About Nelson Mandela's idea that the Rugby World cup can mend the pieces of a nation broken by Apartheid. I was touched, partly because of the rugby, caused by the little bit of Welsh legacy that is embedded in me, partly because Mandela was right but mostly because of the message of hope and people power that was all over the film.
Morgan Freeman repeated the following poem by William Ernest Henley several times. I love this poem, because of its inherent truth, simplicity and strength.
"Invictus" (meaning unconquered in Latin):
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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