Time, what does it do to us?
Making us into strangers to our current selves
For the crossroads that we reach
And the decisions that we make
Is what defines us.
Are we weak?
Or are we strong?
That is what “they” want to know
“They” who creates our path
We, the subject to their whims
Pawns at their leisure
Or part of something bigger?
Whatever be the case, we may have more control than we realise
For whoever heard of great things coming to those who’d given up?
The universe favours those who become better than they once were
Therefore, mistakes are not something that happens
But are given to us as gifts so that we may prove our metal
Show that we are deserving of the things that we have
Of things to come
Hence, we look forward to the future at our darkest time
For the future is ahead of us
Dangerous and random
Nobody is safe from the scales of fate
As the future is equal to all
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