On Fate: “Wronged”

Why does fate have to punish us,

As if we’ve done something wrong,
When all around us,
It allows others to sing their song?

Why do we get treacherous mountains,
When others get convenient airplanes?
Why do we deserve tears,
When around us are kisses?

I don’t like this game,
But once in a while, I remember it’s a test of strength.
There is fairness, there are rules.
It’s the evolution of connections and events.
Only the strong survive against all odds.
The rest get up and move their tents.

With that it pains me to admit,
That even with our cries of being wronged,
Fate demands more than we would offer;
In this case, we are not the strong.

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