A Silent Companion
I have a silent companion, of whom I realized late,
It’s my fate, its my fate, let me here state.
He would rather have things done his way
But I relentlessly try to bring him under my sway.
He revolts; he disobeys and in a jiffy walks away
All I can do is to watch him in deep dismay.
I know, that the road he takes is the one I too have to follow
That is the harsh reality which I am forced to swallow.
O dear, do you want to know the name of this friend
His name is Mr. Fate, my special companion.
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