Life..

All but decreed..

To a journey, in breed..

Of Fate’s seed..

Deed by deed..

Years in feed..

Of a “fate”..

You’d heed..

Failures speed..

To your chapter..

In read..

A world you’d plead..

In “worth” it agreed..

A grave they’d weed..

To your fate, indeed..

Caged in concede..

To a soul’s mislead..

For Life..

Often..

In misread..

Of a theory’s greed..

Fate..

Indeed..

To a life’s feed..

Forgetting your part..

To exceed..

Actions we seed..

Stringing in bead..

Of a fate..

To succeed..

Life..

All but decreed?..

Or your chapter..

To feed?..

A mind in speed..

Yours indeed..

A heart in bleed..

One..

To lead..

For a fate..

In succeed..

Resonates..

In need..

~Alby.

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