What is fate?
Is it the road we were destined to take?
Is it the path we were meant to follow?
Is it a person who is empty and hollow?
Every step we make
Was it all decided by fate?
Did he make us believe?
Believe that we could control what we do?
Did he laugh at every mistake?
Did he choose those meant to cry?
Did he pick who would tell a lie?
Fate would laugh at me
Because he knows what I don't
He knows what I will never see
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem