The stories I have heard in my life

Were anything but precise

Some spoke about balls and queens

The others spoke about muders by kings

But one thing was always consistent

There was always a villain

And the handsome hero would save the day

Turning head of the land from the guy that sweeps hay

But in life as we know it

Thee is no hero, no villain

There is no beautiful princess, or king

No fancy balls or evil queens

There is just you and your little world

which god calls Destiny...

Destiny is the role you play

on Earth and for eternity

The choice you make..

Deides your eternal fate

whether you are your own hero

Or just nothing but a zero.