Destiny

Standing alone cold precious stone

In black and white dates clearly shown

Date of entry ‘til date of mourn

Destiny unknown

Seven billion, soon to be eight

Yet one man’s impression lingers so late

Character, will, mind and soul

Shaped, shifted, made whole

That protected core, tested evermore

Whipped by life resisting curious form

Bent to suit

From the day. Your. Born.

Minds captured, malnourished; who determines who will flourish?

Life just above the breadline, that’ll do

A pay cheque from disaster, make it two

Servile fawning of a particular few

Democracy through and through

And yet!

These are the halcyon days for sure

Imagine our forefathers faces if we could trade places

I can hear them now

‘Must we take one from another, on distant planets alone

Let each contemplate what is already know

Beyond Earth there is no other, creed, class, colour

All you have is each other’

Your passport is Life

Currency, kindness and contribution

Awaken creativity

Work a peaceful revolution

For there is only one date shown on your precious stone

Date of entry, they have yet to mourn

Breath inside

Time onside

Destiny … better known!