Fate Poem by Lionara S.t.m.o.l

Front of Squadron's shield, fighting
All are written and you are always the loser
With what feelings you want to proceed?
It is your life, to decide!
Life is small and the joy lengthens it
With anger and rage throughout diminished
Knowledge of Fate when you want to have
But all the stress inside have possessed
Let the tranquil flow draw you
To route's beauties to stimulate you
Much talk and soul has disfigured
How to clog Gods minds while sharpened?
And the seven braves, with fear of God, if will be opposed
The seventh if it 's cursed will kill you.