Destiny? Don’t Rest Until It Comes To Thee

Destiny? forgive me for this douse of reality
fools boast from each voice there’s a choice.
Left or right, run or fight, dig in or give in
ignorance unrestrained destiny not ordained.

Some will start on the mountaintop with a view
end up at its base on their face lacking a shoe
Others start stuck in the mud coated with crud
end flying high with the whole pie I don’t know why.

Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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