Destiny and all that

Wheres it  we find ourselves

as to whether we survive

why are babies born in Gaza

the hand of fate must strive

to allocate the place infact

for babies to journey to

can we stay creations hand

or is she clueless too

who decides our destiny

is it written in the stars

is there one who predicts our path

each horoscope, where scars

of war and could be oblivion

threaten to create

a void of a re destination

and this we call our fate

 

from sperm to egg

we took our place

our genesis was formed

the elementals in us

wonderfully they spawned

discovering the passages

prevailing at that time

the randomness of blessings

and the fortune of the rhyme

 

the minutiae were present

as the great gods set our stall

our parentage was chosen

the lineage  on call

we became a fruiting body

in our mothers cave

following the ancestral path

eventually to the grave

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About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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