The hands of Fate guide our lives
And in their cruel kind wisdom
They force us to endure pain
To prepare us for the future
And our final fates
What I fail to understand is
Why we must live at all
If we must hurt
For pain is not something
I am grateful for
Why can we not just meet our deaths
And know all
As to leave out the every day experiences
Or does it teach us to feel
A matter that doesn’t come with knowledge
I trust the hands of fate
For the pain come with the joy
Joy at it sweetest moments can be worth pain
Copyright Emotional Chaos 2000.
