No Understanding Of Fate Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sadness quietly flowing from my eyes, as I sit here wondering
when life is going to stop knocking me down.

Never knowing how much more I can endure, as wave after wave
bowls me over.

Understanding of fate escapes me at this moment and any that
may come after it.

Knowing nothing to help, always standing alone in a boxed
off section of destiny, finding there is no explanation or
reason for my being, and yet, here I am, still living.