A Villanelle On Fate

A Villanelle on Fate

Why do I weep at acts of fate
And gnash, and claw and cry
She weeps not for me, nor can relate

Though I ache and long to consummate
She feels no need to amplify
Why do I weep for acts of fate

There are those who seek to animate
The coldness she would fortify
She weeps not for me, nor can relate

Wildy I seek to dominate
My will dries up and is left dry
Why do I weep at acts of fate

At death do I seek to elevate
Although she sees no need to qualify
She weeps not for me, nor can relate

And though I thought myself a fair candidate
To prophesy, purify, even horrify
Why do I weep at acts of fate
She weeps not for me, nor can relate
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