The earth has no choice but to follow
The path that god hath laid
Rotate slowly, carry life
The reason it was made
I asked it once, what it thought
About the fate at hand
It echoed back, “and what of you?
Tiny little man?”
I sighed and sat
Thought awhile
And when it came
Couldn’t help but smile
“It doesn’t matter
What I think
We’re here regardless
And like a blink
All that’s left
Is to finish what we started”
About the Creator
Vicious Avarice
The ramblings of a man obsessed with fate. Poetry, quotes, and inspiration. I am a published author who rides the beast of imagination. A storyteller. Check out my children’s book “The Christmas Monster” on Amazon or wherever books are sold
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