I cannot stop the slip and slide,
I pretend a choice, no place to hide.
The world spins round the same each day,
I sit and wonder, my thoughts at play.

There's no free will, it isn't there,
The physics firm, no why, no where,
The past is the only past allowed,
The future set, the science proud.

So if your life is just a map,
The route laid out,your death the trap,
Then worry less and laugh out loud,
Your date is set, no tears allowed.