Tao of Vissicitudes

It is the Tao of vicissitudes
traversing each passing now,
surviving the gallows of time
with a birth rewarded
for sin and whiling crime.
Looking at days and nights
Being here, being me,
I see moments
wrestling to woo monotony.
Divinity, ashamed of banal run
Time too busy for greater fun
Birth is lurking for worthy plan.
‘Arbitrary’, the God of Unfaith
has time, guts and ease
to be the Lord of this siege.



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