The worst poem ever?

[Skwerrel Foundation]

Below is what I have read is the worst poem ever written. It has not earned that distinction because of terrible writing. It is because of the imagery and self righteous tone.

What do you think? Please comment.

Invictus
by William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903

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.

[Alfonia]

that was cool; especially as one of my favourite songs, I stand strong, by Burning spear shares this part;

"I am the master of my fate
I am the capton of my soul"

don't think it's the worst...

[Sinn Féin's Ireland]

no no no....everyone knows that 'Daffodils' by William Wordsworth is the most trite, cringing, awful, weep-inducing poem in the world. hands down.

[Skwerrel]

I think this poem could win any purple prose competition. The arrogance that the author has put into it is astounding. It is suppose to be a poem about self determination, but really celebrates blinding pride.

[Bahamamamma]

And what is wrong with blinding pride? *stands up straight and tall*

[Klington]

This is my new favorite poem.

[TheSensitiveNewAge]

It's not great, but it sure beats the modern stuff, and Donne's early stuff. The Flea is rather sucky.

[Bahamamamma]

Haha - I remember that one ^ from college - wow blast from the past!

[Gluuland]

I had to memorize is.... It made no sense back then.... But yea, its alright...

[Sinn Féin's Ireland]

No no no...Daffodils is the worst poem in the world. I hate it i hate it i hate it!! *weeps uncontrollably*