Whether you name it Destiny
  when it searches thru the many
and decides if you receive only mini
  or are even allowed to have any
    (is your future already finis?)

Whether you call it Kismet
  as it views what you haven't met yet
and determines who & what you get
  or when you win or lose the bet
    (will your skies be sunrise or sunset?)

Whether you know it as Fate
  while it muses how long you must wait
and deems if you're worthy of its weight
  or decrees your each and every date
    (how well will you rate?)

You will wonder as you wander into its silken mist
  if you head towards a caress kiss or just a fist.
Will it find you a friend
  and a Love which shall never end?
or the knife that carves away your life,
  the noose you're too late to cut loose?

Will it whisper in a whistle only you can hear
  that your hopes are actually fears
    and your dreams are nightmares here?
Or will it tattoo you through & through
  with image-symbols pure-silver true
    gleaming new
      gleaned from all you ever knew?

Will it make your view re-size
  and force you to realize
that part of the heart is in the head
  and when it starts bleeding it's hard to hide
    impossible to hold inside
as the soul-tears escape to sting you dead
  & stain your eternal world red?
Or will it tell you to take a look
  and learn that nothing is a lock?
You can make your own luck,
  you can Make Love & ****.

Will it sing to me, Clint,
  there will always be a WOW moment....