Fate

Fate that I hate

To believe, to perceive,

Destiny to locate

What I assume to achieve.

Clear so I care

A bold in my sky

To share, to tare,

A goal I have to try.

Zeal for I feel

To design, to refine

I may gain best in skill

As I have God my behind.

Swear on what I fear

Those bonds in my hands,

Those memories to shear,

I could go beyond the stands.

Hard hold for a coin

Bold move for a dove

To fly away into the rain;

Just carry poem of my love.

Yet I am dreaming

A life to survive,

A death without screaming,

With all that matter to strive.

Hope that I need no dope

To choose, to pose,

On the way to top of the roof

As I do what others refuse.

So join me brother

Hands of fate together

In this rainy and windy weather

Let him witness our toll power.

May we live one more day

No struggle, no Buckles

Just the way, we say

Let face the fate with our knuckles.