William Ernest Henley’s "Invictus" is a poetic refusal to accept the nasty workings of an unfair fate. Over the years it’s had enormous appeal for people in all sorts of unpleasant situations. My own much refurbished rendering of this work— "Investus (An Investor’s Invictus)"—is a tribute, of sorts, to investors whose determination to profit from markets remains unshaken, come what may.
Investus
(An Investor’s Invictus)
In the chill grip of market routs,
When stocks and bonds are badly gored,
I never yield to fears or doubts
‘Bout my evaporating hoard.
Though I have heard the bears’ sad rants
I shun that cranky squeamish crowd.
In each new dip I see new chance
When losses grow, I’m never cowed.
Let profits slump, let layoffs soar,
Into the fray I gaily wade,
And even sounds of distant war
Find me, as always, hot to trade.
It matters not how long the wait,
Or what the current short-term toll,
I’ll captain my investment fate,
I’ll master it and make my goal.
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