Amor fati

A while back, I experienced my first heartbreak

the pair of Orchard robbers ensured this fate

-what shall I do but accept it?

my fated role in this act

Quasimodo, I must a humpback play

not prince charming, except for I.

A night, a day, another night

awakens me to the plot of my existence

born once, in Gomorrah, I grew

failed to heed the call of a foreign man

I was destroyed

Amor fati and love it

shall I mourn my Pompeiic fate under

Vesuvius rage?

from Gomorrah to Tophet

is that to be my fate?

shall I amor fati this cruel machination?

am I to be wretched entertainment for

the constellations in the sky?

To not Amor fati

is to cultivate flimsy bulwarks

against unchanging steps of seconds past

never to trickle our way again.