Fate, my apologies.
I question you not, but this concerns you.
We are your children of this im sure.
but let this go? I am unable.
With the passion of fist-fighting youth,
Fate, I am angry. So angry into my core.
I lash out at you, struggling to hurt you as you me.
I reject your lessons. I reject their truth.
Your lessons cut me and scar me.
I will heal though I will be forever marked.
By your hand will I grow and learn,
with calloused skin as a reminder.
Fate, my apologies.
I comprehend your stopless advance.
Like a river flows along its channel forever.
Changing course, but not destination.
To myself, hurt, caused by mine own rejection.
Lessons to learn. Push and be pushed.
Step back and befall. Relax and be true.
accept and be blessed with understanding.
Fate, my apologies.
I questioned you, but this does not concern you.
As your child, I am taught by your hand.
But to let go? No. To accept and understand.
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Submission Name: Fate, my apologies
