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.