Destiny.
The crazy force is pushing me.
I’m so positive I can see,
what the future holds in store.
But how can I, be so sure ?
Just when things are going right.
My mind gets caught up in a fight.
It has to leave me on my own.
The Black Kings armies have now grown.
Now vulnerable, and feeling weak.
Finding it hard to speak.
Every action laboured.
Every memory savoured.
I’m playing for time, as I know one day,
my perfect mind will call my way.
I’ll then pick up the threads,
as I can see the beauty
of my destiny.
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