‘Fate, the pen with which life’s winds write, the words of life’s endless dirge’ Cupidos d’afro AD 2000 Fate is a seal, a solemn seal that changes human will. Precise like the inner workings of a watch dial; yet topsy-turvy like a Brownian dance.She brings forth fear and dries up tears, and in reverse, they alter fate.Fate is the when, how, and what, that go without a why.Fate is questions after an ambiguous answer.From birth till death she echoes ceaselessly;Accepting change (contrary to belief)while yet commanding human deeds.Fate’s the inner workings of our heartsby which our minds are shackled, our freedom fettered.A limitation borne by all & sundry,Its taught by prophets, tis true yet false,For despite its stance its changeable stillYES, tis true of fate- yours & mine-It might be told but is changeable still. 2day I seize hold of my fate, plot my life and chart my destiny!