Abu Cliched

The future made a face at at me
I made a face back at the future

If fate did smile my way
I wyly smiled back at her

Don't mention Karma to me..
They use deragatory terms
In reference to her... ways

Am born of Destiny..
Unto me a path Ordained

Speading wings like an eagle
I do love so soar cloud high..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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