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.