We all have a detiny in life,
Some follow, and some not.
Not as easy as you thought.
You have some people, who are strife,
Whose life cuts like a knife.
Shall I think of life as a rot?
Will it lead to being caught?
Or will I hear the sound of a fife?
My destiny will lead to freedom,
I will sing for all to hear.
All around, destiny is wisdom,
Life ends with a storybook kingdom.
Voices will rise from all who are near,
Destiny will need nothing to be fearsome.