Fate As It Is...

Some problems are meant to be sorted, 

Some not, 

Some fights are meant to befall,

Some to be never ignited at all, 

Some tears are fated to be shed, 

Always pure, but never bled, 

Some laughs are meant to cheer, 

Some toil for misery to disappear,

 

Some screams are meant to be howled,

Just to cleanse, but not when fouled, 

Some fists are formed to clench, 

For the horrid anger, as soon as it will drench, 

Some stories are meant to end, 

Abrupt at all, or completing the amend, 

Some poems are meant to enlighten, 

To conceal the horrendous acts that frighten.