I’ve read,
Humongous stories,
Of love, hate,
Dads and breaks.

Of broody teenagers,
With reckless taste.
And mindful adults,
With decisions of haste.

I’ve seen destiny,
Entwining with luck.
I’ve seen fate,
Battle through dirt.

All read through the eyes,
Comprehended by the brain.

I’d say,
Life is skeptic,
But worth the stay.

Cause all of us humans,
Have left plans behind,
To follow the roads,
Ahead of us,
And join hands,
To seethe our sight.