Fate Surmounted by Scorn

So inescapable, escape makes you a prisoner.
So intractable, even drugs and drink
Harden its position.
Such finality, even giving it a God
Is an afterthought to nothing.
Fate’s cruelest trick is not to end life
But to people it with ghosts.

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