Me vs. the Jaws of Life

sonnet questioning how much of our life is predetermined fate

I grit my teeth so hard they cracked and crumbled.

Spitting blood soaked pearls out, I laughed and mumbled.

Like the kid I was with a chocolate smear smiling

Now with a blood stained smirk I was dialing,

Calling anyone whose heart hadn’t yet turned jet black:

“I was born seven pounds with the world on my back.”

I wanted to warn them and beg them and boast

About how I’d been driven from pillar to post.

Ignored, I raised my voice through the atmosphere.

I was hoping I could reach this watch’s engineer,

But I fell off the building and landed in bibles

Because I was always Cain, and never Abel

To become something more, it’s useless to resist,

Some have to be nothing to make something exist.