The Footfalls Of Fate
The footfalls of Fate
pursue love and hate
through the echoes of silence.
And leave surreal
footprints hearts can feel
from kindness to violence.
Fate creeps up on you
and nothing you do
can alter its progression.
Fate leads, you follow:
It chews, you swallow,
even dregs of depression.
Each muted miscall
or misplaced footfall,
blazes trails dreamers pursue.
Fate forges a path
through glory and wrath;
yet each step wasn't up to you.
You must face Fate blind;
whether harsh or kind,
lavish or ugly, and stark.
Fate is seldom fair,
shapeshifting out there:
like a shadow in the dark.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018
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