Destiny - Poem by Richard Lackman
The lives we lead, lead us with certainty
Toward an end that some call destiny
But are we really destined? Is it fate?
Or is it a decision we cognate?
Do we control what happens once we're born?
Can we make ourselves happy or forlorn?
If so then I choose happiness for me
But whom do I inform so it will be
I'm not so sure it happens just that way
I suspect we'd be mistaken to downplay
The active role that each of us must take
Each morning as we find ourselves awake
So I begin another day of life
Where I must see the heartache, face the strife
And deal again with life's uncertainty
Which I accept as certain destiny
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