Nothing more could’ve happened to prevent the
Events of today, they were decided by someone
Who we cannot see, and they chose what would
Come to pass in their own special way.
The rain that patters gently like the silent
Tears from eyes, the merry rainbow that cheers up
The skies when laughter and hope are shining, no
More do you cry.
Destiny is the biggest playwright of all, writing
Our entrances and exits, deciding whether we will answer
The call, we are at the mercy of something, someone who
Sometimes has the capability to be very cruel.