Fate O Fate

What fate we have? We men? We Gods?
Of shattered truths..of beaten odds..
few no's in eyes, some yes in nods,
some graves upturned, some beaten sods...

what all we have, to be what's said?
by books of time, and mercy's wed.
what we do see, what lies ahead?
sweet on the tongue, of heart instead.

when William came, so was it fate?
and rhyme and rhyme, what we create?
some fear some luck, are we to debate?
times Gods times men, Yes we do abate.

o fate o fate, we spin you not,
ye are a circle, and we a dot.
like in the hair, of maid a knot,
i think that if, you are or not.

fin