• What is our fate?
    As we forage onward,
    Toward the next era,
    Of life and death,
    What do we find,
    About ourselves?
    How do we change,
    From past generations?
    How did we become who we are,
    Rather than anybody else,
    We could have possibly become?
    I believe that we often call,
    This force which I describe,
    Which shapes us,
    Out of our consciousness,
    And the events of our lives,
    Like guiding hands,
    Forming a sculpture out of soft clay,
    Fate.