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Of Fatalism

Oh God, the fatal “ism” of the “isms”
The heart and soul of life
And all its schisms.
Collisions at great speed
That caused it all
Or wait!!  Perhaps…If Eve….
had let the apple fall?
Pray tell, it makes no difference
How we pray
For in the world of fate
We all just bray.
And if by chance we dare
To turn away
The “ism” of our fate
Will still hold sway.
So flee the dreary world of “ism-ism”.
Or face the fate of fate’s
Now fatal “ism”.

©8/6/2022

Of Fatalism  

Sponsor Edward Ibeh

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 8/7/2022 8:17:00 PM

I sense a new member here of my Nihilism Club ~ Nietszche

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 8/7/2022 1:10:00 AM

Something tells me that even if Eve and Adam (he was at fault too) did not eat the forbidden fruit, they would still have disobeyed God. Why do we always refer to the apple? Most probably it was a sweet olive.

Paulette Calasibetta

Date: 8/6/2022 8:31:00 AM

A clever write for “Fatalism”, we can’t escape it! Good luck in the contest. :)Paulette