DESTINY HAD ITS WAY

I had a poem to write,
an idea suddenly bright,
but on paper it cast no light.
Thus black never crossed white

I had a song to sing
in my moment of rejoicing
but tune ever a foreign thing
flew on my croaky breath’s wing.

I had a ready smile
to befriend the world awhile,
but it wouldn’t walk me the aisle;
deliver me to death in style.

I had dreams to chase,
which’d help me gain face
but I woke to another race,
a race to survive the days.

I had this great desire
to rise ever higher;
but that was a life prior,
whilst I was my own liar.

I wanted to have my way,
never thought it led astray,
but destiny had the last say,
and on right path had my feet stay.

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