Madrason writer

Gold Star - 16,896 Points (24-07-1967 / waalwijk netherlands)

The Fuss Of Being Determined - Poem by Madrason writer

The road that leads to destiny
is paved by others on my way
and if I park my mental car
I think I take a turn to right
with on my bump a jaguar
that makes me move uptight
it pushes me straight ahead
as if I have no choice at all
and I'm already dead
when I decide to twist around
my faith resides in me still sound
my doubt of will is killing me
I full suspicion turn my head
to find out and turn very sad
that all this game like hit and run
has brought me back
to where I just begun. M

Topic(s) of this poem: destiny


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2016



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