Who is the shepherd of fate? Nobody knows the answer to date A rhetorical question that provokes hate Seven out of eight Feel we are the masters of our own fate They say we control our mates They say we control our weights Do you control your traits? Do you control your quirks?
Who is the shepherd of fate? It has been on my mind of late A historical question that promotes faith Seventy out of eighty Feel we are the masters of our own names They say we control our games They say we control our caddies Do you control your last name? Do you control your heart’s dame?
Who is the shepherd of fate? I think everything on earth is related I think everyone on earth is together braided I think it has been that way since humans were created Even if sometimes life feels as if it is being dictated We are the masters of our own race We are our own translators We are our own caterers
Who is the shepherd of fate? Who knows what in life awaits Makes some always say the grace Thinking it will keep them away from disgrace Things that affect us all From all directions just like the autumn falls Time, God’s grace, dreams, family These things affect us for an eternity
Who is the shepherd of fate? Is it the Almighty Creator? Or is the level of our labor? Is it the dark demon? Or is it our inner demons? Life is strange Driving minds deranged As time and smiles disappear like water vapors Making humans ask Sometimes even fast Who is the shepherd of fate?
I am an easy going person who loves poetry and music,love making new friends and experiencing different cultures and I respect people's decisions and emotions as long as they respect mine am an african and i believe everything i can,i am yearning,learning and earning knowledge in search of peace and wisdom and when i write is when i feel alright.This poems and pages are dedicated to my family, friends, and anyone that appreciates life's joys. I hope these pages make you smile, reminisce, and perhaps shed a tear.
Why in every relation Coming our way Beginning with its amazing intensity The warmth the coziness Like morning suns ray And just when you feel Comfortable settling It starts to wither away Falling like leaves of autumn day What is
Love letters from L.A. so sweet Every line makes my heart skip A beat, I know someday we will Be together because I believe The heart can bridge any distance No matter the miles that separate Us today, no and
We see good and evil in our world. To make sense of it great myths of the light and the dark have been born. Great stories down through the eons have flowed, great battles fought, forever being told. Gods in