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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