fate, future feed forward;
destiny, done.
the ancients
well understood
distinctions between
fate and destiny.
now, modern shamans
proclaim dawning
of days of destiny.
so don't sit
there complaining
about not knowing
what the hell's going on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As fate is already a written verdict, destiny completes it when the time comes. Consonance in the first two lines sounds nice. The modern shamans make a good business not only in villages even in cities. The theme of this poem is strange and interesting.