Is there really such a thing as fate
or a bullet with your name on it?
Do we travel the path that is laid before us
by fortune, misfortune or by the divine?
Do things happen for a reason
or is that a mere comfort for the inevitable?
And is fate, the path, the reason, the inevitable bullet
our Kismet, our predetermined course?
Or do we take it into our own hands?
And if we do, is that our destiny too?
© SB Borgersen 2011