Into the Mystery of the Unknown...

fate has a mind of its own
it tinkers too
and performs an experiment
in you
loves guinea pigs
wonders about worms
inside
the humus of the
mind

fate is not cautious
about the softness of your
sensations

it has a choice of its own
no standards to follow
much of the time
unreasonably unfair

do not lurk like a mad soul
a destroyed
bent misshapen
spirit

it will consider you as
another
statistical mishap

take revenge
erase the lines of your palms
venture into the unknown
where fate
too has never gone

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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