Destiny
occurs to me
moment to moment
in the statue’s lament.
A passing tourist
burst
stoned depression
with questions of conviction.
Destiny
occurs to me
moment to moment
in the statue’s lament.
A passing tourist
burst
stoned depression
with questions of conviction.
Just a moment
If you would—
Never dread the dedications
Just a moment for a lifetime
Bubble “D” for destiny—
All suits and servility,
Master of the masterless
Hordes your own deception
Initial here to sign
This life into the hands
Of an angry world.
Not to worry—
You weren’t using it.
Destiny
Quite the rest for me
Put far from mine own hand
A tourist in a foreign land.
Fate
May invoke a wait;
Still, not quite the range
Or any real sense of change.
Independence
Quite the instance;
Do what you will
Any need fulfill.
Freedom
Is quite random
But worry, worry
Leaves the future quite so blurry.
Decisions, decisions.