Fate
Do we start racing toward our fate
The minute we emerge from the womb
We kick and cry because we can’t wait
To live out our life before the tomb
We reach out to grab life by the throat
We know our actions make no difference
'Cause the words have already been wrote
To pen the end of our existence
Or are we forever evolving
Changing our futures with every breath
Is our life constantly revolving
Until we succumb to the scythe of death
created 1/15/2009
Copyright © Jerry Brotherton | Year Posted 2021
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