Tangled Vines

O Fate Why do you run late Past, Present and Future Like tangled vines You keep me in bondage Bonded in a life of slavery Bonded like Sisyphus Bonded like Ahab To an aim so precious Like Narcissus In love with his image Such do I see this adage Even if fate Past, Present and Future Like tangled vines Blows me up like mines Shatters me up like glass panes Lovely twists Hateful twists All are my own dues! Yet, I shall wage this battle And be like the shepherd's cattle Till shall come the time To shed my disguise And be the lone wolf Mistress of her own fate!