Perceptions
                                                By: Lawrence W. Langman (c)

                                                Inside this crystal ball
                                                tomorrow sits and waits.
                                                Holding on to our dreams
                                                the Fates just contemplate.

                                                Will you win or lose today
                                                as the gods spin that wheel.
                                                Wagering on our free will
                                                in a daze we walk surreal.

                                                Staggering into the darkness
                                                the fog impedes our visions.
                                                Placing our pitfalls before us
                                                timing out our dire collisions.

                                                They move us like pieces
                                                on a giant chess board.
                                                Envious of our standing
                                                aggressively deplored.

                                                Instantly we struggle
                                                obstacles prevailed.
                                                Driven by pure will & faith
                                                conquered now availed.

                                                History paves the way
                                                for heroes and the meek.
                                                The meek don't always stand
                                                it doesn't mean their weak!