BY SOPHIA HELMKAMP

(A parody, though not intended to be funny, of William Ernest Henley’s “Invictus.”)

Out of the night that covered me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank the only God that be
For His salvation of my soul. 

In the fell clutch of devils’ hordes
To Him alone I’ve cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of swords
My head is bloody but unbowed. 

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
All shadow’s Horror then shall fade,
And so the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid. He set me on the straitened gate
Though charged with punishments my scroll;
He is the master of my fate:
He is the captain of my soul.