Is it too late to change your fate? Or choose your destiny?
Are the bets all in? And did you win?
It can get the best of thee,
You take your time to tow the line, Try not to go astray,
But pressure builds, Dreams unfulfilled,
And what’s the line this day?
Now you must reach inside for each, Memory you've canned,
Life can be strange, Not prearranged,
Some things just can’t be planned,
So once again you'll take that road, The one you know so well,
But will it lead to where you need?
Only time will tell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem