fate

Fate, she began What an extremely simple thing With all its complexities and intricate intrigues We attempt to control it With iron bars And air tight capsules But it slips away like the wind And escapes our grasp like time Leaving us empty Without understanding And with fear (But with some there is hope And some others, arrogance) Fate So quickly it acts With such a spontaneity that it must have been preplanned Snuffing out lives Altering and creating others Like so much smoke Infinite, curling and twisting and floating through time Unaware of their quickly fading existence If only I knew, she finished, how to escape it