Powerless

Sometimes we are powerless to what the future holds. We would like to believe we have absolute control and our destinies are for our taking. We've witnessed those who preach that it came easy to them and everyone has the will if they desire. Everyone But the lazy. Then let me ask you this; in a burning building when a make-shift bridge is tossed and twenty people have to cross it, won't someone go first, someone be last, someone encourage others, someone give up their spot, some push others out of the way, some not be able to cross, some may be carried, some will be too scared to cross. some will hold someone else's hand, some will look down and hold up the line, some will run without holding on at all, some will take all their energy to put forth one slow step at a time. It's not that everyone doesn't want to cross the bridge, it's just not everyone can possibly cross at once, thus forming their destiny. True, you may already know which one of these people you would be and decided that indeed you do have control of your destiny, you've considered it survival of the fittest, but again, you haven't asked me what awaits at the other end of the bridge.