Evading Death Poem by Josie Hartnett

To some he is known as fate
To others he is luck.
He is the choices we make
The decisions we choose
He is fate.

People have waited long enough,
The brother of death,
The master of choice.
He decides who lives, who dies
Who is good, who is evil?
Who comes, who goes?
He controls the every movement
Watches at all times,
You can never escape from him
But he canlet you escape.
If you are liked enough
By him,
You will be left alone,
untouched... untainted.
He will watch but not interfere.
Trust him.
You will have no other choice.
Live or go with him,
Live or die.