Fate Poem by HAKAM ABUBAKAR

Dont ask me how the days go by
Don't tell me to keep mute
and the realities deny
If a sparkle flares up, the rains could
extinguish it
But if the rain lights a fire, who
dares put it out?

If today i live, I may do so while
swooning in joy
But if fate plans my quietus tomorrow
who am i to save my kindred from the
sorrow?

Fate pens down the chronicles of
our days without interpolation
Leaving us in the hectic quest for
solutions
To adversities and afflictions

We are fragile and frail
And in the face of a storm
No one's force will work
Except the power of fate.