What is a man's destiny?
What is a man's fate?
Is it prewritten in the halls of time,
or his, and his alone to find his way?
Even then is the choice his own,
or an order by command?
Do we do what we do to get what we want,
or do we do what we want to get what we do?
Are answers best kept secrets?
This longing for knowledge, an unquenchable thirst,
is this all just a game,
until you get hurt?
What's truth is truth,
and lie is lie,
must to be happy,
much to be lost?
or dead man's game,
as you float aloft?
With new arrivals; with new avails,
comes broken bridges and tattered trails,
one door leads open,
one leads back...
the future is forward,
the present is past.
To just be static or still,
is this the epitome of losing one's will?
the thrust to move on steadfast and strong,
keeps pushing, ticking, fighting, then gone.
Where you be going; patron or foe?
Lest ye be stopped for money you owe?
to create 'twas a beauty; a price to be paid,
sweat blood and tears. All, are at bay.
Flowers blossom, and blessings they pass,
but only for a season, then thrice they not.
Just to come about once again next year,
just to do as their fathers passed.
Morning comes with bluebird song,
it to, repeats the melodic gong.
When all is dusk, and dusk is dawn,
if the cycle breaks? Can it be, undone?
to lose it all in the end,
is to start but once again.
Life is fleeting, life is fast,
to have a history; to have no past.
Coincidence and Fate; a two-sided coin.
The result is the same; a never change.
The difference...is simply,
what did you to get there.
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