The Kismet Currents

Poem By Sam Franco

Where oh where will the Kismet Currents flow?
Will they take me to the highest of peaks,
Or drop me down far below?
Will they give me what I need,
Or shall I fly above all flocks?
Will I plummet to the floor of all regret,
Or be the one that no one forgets?
Where will the Kismet Currents flow?
Are you sure you can't tell me?
Because I won't know until,
They're all distant memory.
So for know I must say,
I just don't know.

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