We Humans Are Thrown Ever Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

We
Humans
Are thrown ever
Here and there
Buffeted in the winds of fate
Molded in the hands of
History.

We
Intelligent
Deem and calculate
That we
Auto-determine all about
Ourselves
And brow beat history
And outwit destiny

But ah! my Monsignor
Our intelligence be not infinite
Though
In our breasts and brain
Infinity abides from birth
Yet
All that we deem
All that we calculate
Though shielded by high walls
Built by us humans
Yet
History silent peers over those walls
Yet
History silent watches all our plans
And knows in detail all our
Arsenals:
So
We are taken back
Only when
At the Point of Destiny
Where History and Destiny
Unite
At that point then
We realize our fate
We realize intelligently
But then
My Monsignor, it be too helpless
And it be too late