#50DaysCountDownTo2015 – DAY 40. Written by Tobi Dipe Buried beneath the porch of destiny,Where love and chance sat,The eerie atmosphere was pierced by the moonlight.Time remained tucked,Buried beneath the porch of destiny.”Did we ever think of these occurrences?Chance questioned love with blazing eyes,Eyes as red as a halo dampened with blood.Blood, not of slain mortals,Or of immortal saints,But blood of crucified certainty.Certainty became uncertain.Truth became lie.Love solemnly hung his head in disappointment,For through it all,The rise and fall,Time remained beneath the porch of destiny,And uttered not a word,But thrived in the uncertainty plaguing love and chance.Engraved on the tombstone of great men.”Shall we stand on the path of destiny,Given to love, and taking no chancesWhilst time fleets with the passing wind? Twitter – @Phepoet Also see “A day will remain” by Tobi Dipe For inquiries, send mails to elsieisy@gmail.com or tweet at @elsieisy