Fate’s Play
‘O cruel fate you lie with such versed ease You pierce my heart yet proclaim yourself innocent Tying my feet you open the cage as if to tease You dare me dream a dream of a sky so magnificent Yet plunge me back into the fog of responsibilities You ask me stone or fire as if it will make a difference When pain is certain then why these superficialities Still you insist on bitter play, giving false assurance You etch your lines on my palm then pretend them to be invisible Act as if it were a child’s anger, gone within a fleeting moment And then viciously regard my attempts to go astray risible Knowing well it only be possible if you were not my opponent If I am to be Oedipus then let me be tainted in blood too If it be inevitable then give me the strength to face you