Your Destiny is that of a Man

Your destiny is that of a man
Plucked like one thread from the web
Of a thousand souls paining
Every man for himself
I bear the shears of destiny
For it is a knell
Common thee to heaven or to hell
Both the water and the wind slept
They dash themselves to pieces
And can not be now amended.
The steerage of my course
Keeps to all that it reaps
Another, another to always keep
Another to keep what I wear
My weight within the web I bear.

poem by David E. Patton
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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