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Derek's work has been registered at the U.S. Library of Congress, so it would be a terrible financial idea to plagiarize or use any of the material found on this website for your own purposes. Nevertheless, enjoy the writing!

(1998)

Oh wretched Fate! with every subtle twist
And horrid turn, you sanction not my hope;
And if your cruel, misguided ways subsist,
More hours of separation must I cope.
Another mile you so discreetly lay
Beneath my tread; more than my feet shall tire.
If you, temptress Fate, can not get your way,
With Distance and Time you’ll gladly conspire.
You fear not consequences of your deeds,
Though end results so rarely match my plan.
You laugh when the sly path you’ve laid misleads;
The end, you say, should be where I began.
The foul curse you’ve cast I soon shall dispel.
Oak seeds cannot grow bottled in their shell.