tired mind ramblings, i

hope it makes sense


Is fate the master of us or are we the master of our fate

Can we stem the black tide before it’s too late

Or will we drown in a negative emotional state?


If we are, indeed, the masters of our fate

how then do we keep from folly,

so as we can stay forever jolly and not suffer under consequence’s reactions volley?


Or, IF, fate is the master of us,

does it matter what we choose to do if there’s no actual control from me and you?

that thought makes me feel quite blue.


I’d like to believe it’s both,

that we can control the direction of our fate

that each new day is fate’s clean fresh slate

for truely it’s believe in that control that makes life great.







Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-02-11 at 02:08

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