I Don't Believe In Fate | Poem

 

I DON'T BELIEVE IN FATE

 

   sometimes the swim upstream

   is the only way home

   while the rockers chime

   jocular scapula rays swim by

   I feel free

   I feel my hands slip on the ring

   while savings are made

   and spendings are wasted

   kismet kissed my ass and my balls

   but left me for a younger man

   so now I walk below the umbering trees

   and penumbering hills

   the path is hard to see

   in the grass

   but I don't believe in fate

   unless it feels good

- Ken Peters
 

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