Virginia Wylie: Is Life But Fate?

I look around at those many who need help of all kinds and hope I can make some of them happier 

for even a few minutes.

 

Blame our ills on fate?  Beware!

If we feel that life's unfair

Why waste our time in deep despair?

Look more closely if we dare

See what others have to bear

Have we even been aware 

Of how their many lives compare?

Some need food, a home somewhere

Poverty left them quite threadbare

Or let drink and drugs ensnare  

Or senseless handicaps impair

Vague fears weaken, demons scare

Most offer up a hopeless prayer

But life from death does never spare

All at loneliness, Death stare!

Is life but Fate I now declare?

Should we show frail folks that we care?

Could we be the ones so rare

To better life's fate someway, howe'er?

 

Virginia L. Wylie

 



Virginia resides in Brookdale Orange City, Florida and is the author of the poetry that appears here. The views and opinions expressed in this poetry are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Brookdale Senior Living.

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