Luck sits watching the world, She along with her mate. Serious he sits by her side, The all-seeing Fate. And below them both, Their four children dance around. Chance, Destiny, Karma, and Fortune Occasionally stop to glance down. Luck is capricious, Ever changing her feverish mind. A touch here a touch there, Interfering in whatever she can find. Charming one moment, Hateful another, She will dash you on the stones Then lead you on like a lover. Fate looks to the future Through Time's thick haze, Watching and waiting, Patiently planning the days. Working through his list With complete impartiality; Without any emotion or feeling, Decision and thought only. Careless Chance walks through our little lives, He crushes one, kicks one around, Misses a few hiding in his shadow, And turns the rest upside down. He randomly chooses which whim to obey, None better than any other. His choices have no logic, He hurts one person to help another. Destiny, a playful child, Drifts on the wild, whispering wind. She laughs at all our shallow plans And at all that which we pretend. She sees our castles in the sky, How we place all our dreams there. She takes a few and makes them true; But leaves the others to turn to air. Kind Karma sees the present and past, On everyone she spies, She sees each smile and each laugh, And every tear anyone ever cries. She sees each love and success, Hears each sorrowful groan, And does her best to help them all. As she feels each sensation as her own. Fortune hides in our shadows Watching the actions of us all, He sees the rights and the wrongs And when we rise or fall. He rewards each decision With a blessing or a curse, Either a friend or a foe, Our companion for better or worse. Each of the six leading Future Until the day we die, And watch us live their laws From their kingdom in the sky.