A Philosophy

How much of human life is predestined?

How many of our allotted days have truly been
spent with the warm glow of a will, being free?

Consider the time when our life began,
as we opened our tiny, maiden eyes
and think how much it has been shaped by those
caring hands and bright faces that we felt around,
guiding us through the wobble of early years,
while our growing limbs slowly shed their innocence.

Say, what on earth could we have done before
we were even born, yet why some of us
are here with such an abundance that some others
are left to live and die with none of it!

Tell me, why the masses must learn to be meekly satisfied!

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