Some may think that fate is merciful,
but knownst to myself and few others,
it is a sadistic child,
holding the magnifying glass over us,
as if we were a swarm of ants.

Fate, it seems,
like Lawyers or car salesman,
seems to only work well with ones of great wealth,
leaving the emotionaly impoverished, such as myself,
at the hands of nothing but
the all merciful creator,
that probably doesn't even give two shits about
the mice he left in the cage that is earth.
All merciful my ass.