A TIME FOR FATE

A TIME FOR FATE
1985?

Sometimes fate won’t let me be
I act and respond and results don’t agree
Is it time’s motion or is it just me?
Is it an omen? I guess we’ll just see

Sometime fate just won’t turn about
Permanence shattered on the wing of a doubt
Is permanence as indelible as time?
The second is over, even before the chime

Oh time, time don’t makes its stay
Matrix and moment, confusing array
It bursts then it smolders and leaves no climax
Our jaws still wide open, senses not intact

The time for fate and the fate of time
The wrung of the ladder on which we climb
One high and dizzying with frightening degrees
One slow and natural and grays you with ease

The place where were going? Who were among?
Depends on how you view that wrung
Do you cradle the verse, or the song to be sung?