Somewhere in the Family of Predestination
This isn’t a tale of redemption,
atonement never had it so good.
This story doesn’t hail to heroes or legends,
they already get more than they should.
This isn’t a poignant reality check,
or a slap in the face to feel good.
It’s only a way of remembering things
that I would sooner forget if I could.
It’s just a reminder to take life in stride,
and never forget that you’re free.
It’s a feeling of purpose that’s welling inside,
or something akin to destiny.