Master Of My Fate Poem by Oluwatosin Thomas

Master Of My Fate



I
In the clutches of unhelped incident,
And in the realm of the fear of unknown,
I have not passed out an odd gestures,
Nor have i cried out so aloud,
Under the weapons of circumstances,
My veins flow a fearful pain, yet I'm unbowed!
II
Outside, within and beyond,
Of wrath, tears, pain and scars,
Shall the spirit behind the horror shades,
And the chaos of era find me,
They shall find and see me, yet unafraid!
III
With the chants they know,
With the securities in thier palace,
And the defences of their dark knights,
I am a written scroll,
I will walk the weary path for my fire burns through.
IV
I've been brewed from mother nature's cauldron,
I'm the master of my fate,
The captain of my soul.
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#Veritas_Anoris_Amare

THOMAS OLUWATOSIN
TEE-THOMAS(Fearless Lines)

Master Of My Fate
Monday, July 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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