The Slippery World of Fate

Life is quite like walking on a slippery floor. You try to hold on to something to stop you ending up face down on the floor. You grab opportunities you find along the way and take them quite quickly, before they disappear from your sight. You stop the falling but have you made a good choice? You will find out only when you reach the end. Would we like what we see, what we chose, how we lived?

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Every single moment

of those waking moments,

And moments spent in dreamland,

Dreaming for better or for worse,

Bombarded are we every moment

with choices a zillion,

Zipping past nonchalant

As if they make not a difference.

Every single choice

whines an urgent note,

Demanding speedy decisions,

in splits of a second.

Miss and none remain 

for snappy decision to be made,

Rather like an eel slippery

just slips into the past.

Of zillion choices offered,

only a few hundred stick,

Decided in split seconds

while the choice still hot,

Years have to go by

To hear the verdict of fate,

You did good! Or

You ruined your life!

Those made you ‘you’ today,

'You' moulded by those choices

and those instant decisions.

Bombarded by reflective moments

of satisfaction, bliss

of regret, remorse.

On and on we travel

on a journey called life,

Slipping and failing,

choosing and rejoicing.

Like a finger on a button

that chooses an answer,

We chart our future path,

hitting a few buttons right

of a zillion choices floating

out there for the taking.

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