Unfair Destiny

Aziz BAkader
2010 / 5 / 23


Thou destiny, thy shade is so harshly cruel indeed.
See how thou art unfair when playing with thy deed.
Thou art a shadow to every man stepping on land,
Making his being miserable with thy restless hand.

Thou aren’t sick whilst watching peoples’ grief,
Or thy supremacy can’t exist unless it’s plenty mischief.
Little bodies implore thee with every left vein
May thy mercy be blind and reach all that remain.

Man’s life would have been quite white just as black,
Hadn’t thou been interfering and making it only a rough track.
Thy eyes, overlooking everywhere, create a bleak sight;
Like two allied burning suns that flame earth day and night.

People come to life and live their time until they die.
Once underground, they rest in peace without a sigh.
Yet, thou destiny, in thy obsession thou will proceed
Until thou feel no joy over those people who bleed.




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