Fickle Poem by Christopher Tye

Fickle

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Fickle

Fate or luck who knows,
Inconsistencies of life toing and frowning,
Capturing the human condition,
King of the hill one day,
Lost in the masses the next,
Earthbound with a bump from the sky.

By Christopher Tye

Friday, September 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: luck
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 16 September 2016

Earthbound with a bump from the sky, king of the hill looses mass but finds way to capture human condition. Very amazing! ..10

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Christopher Tye

Christopher Tye

Lincolnshire, England
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