Fate Without Faith [Poem]

There are no secrets,

There are no lies.

There are no sins,            

There is no prize.

Pushed and dragged and forced through life,

Inevitably met by gun or knife.

To live and breathe is not our choice,

Always guided by a far off voice.

Set are the roads which we each must travel.

Before us lays destiny in the dirt and gravel.

They say fate is something which we decide,

But by many rules we must abide.

The will we have is certainly not free,

Nothing in this world ever will be.