Musings - A Machine Made Up Of Cogs Poem by Paul Warren

Is fate a machine made up of cog wheels
And with each turn it makes up your deals
Of how we will fair in our life for each one of us
So it will be a path that will be tread with the least fuss

There is a cog for each event that does occur
Then one for the time that will be there for sure
I see there needs to be one for the way that you act
And one for how others will see their actions for fact

Finally I see there needs to be one for the place where it's seen
And then the Great Mechanic makes the machine turn each cog clean
Each outcome as the machine turns until finally holding its ground
May mean your end as the machine turns to a place profound.

© Paul Warren Poetry