The sky and ground seem to switch,
At the moments we all feel so solid,
So secure in our belief in destiny
And our unconditional love for humanity.
Underneath the ribs of all women,
Is the hope for a better tomorrow,
Yet buried within the chest of so few
Is the realization that fate is self-controlled.
Stefanie Fontker
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-clouds-3/
