Fate or Faite

I can use my hands to construct and align

My future with my dreams,  bright and benign,

But, being human,  I am very often blind

To reason and become slothful in my mind

Which leaves me lazy and dull and resigned

To a future which I say my fate has designed

And it’s written on my palm, that’s randomly lined.

I also listen to the astrologer opine

And read and reflect on my particular star sign.

And after spending my time thus I finally find-

That instead of advancing,  I’ve remained behind!

 

 

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