Fate

I have the free will to choose, on my way to destiny
But no matter what direction that I take
I could choose to start out early,  or wait a little later
Doesn't matter what decision that I make

I could rise up in the morning or stay in bed all day
and choose to ignore the raising Sun
It really doesn't matter if I stayed or went away
I can choose to be angry or have fun

I won't be any sooner and I'm sure I won't be late
No matter how long or short the trail
And change my mind so often, just to fool my Fate
And still feel like a winner when I fail
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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September 15, 2020 at 6:41 PM
G’day Jerry … fate is totally out of our hands. Your poem tells us that. Fate is with us every step of the way - thank you Jerry - Lindsay
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