Fate and tricks, they dance a waltz
A game of chance, with little fault
For Fate is the master, tricks the tool
In this game of life, the stakes are cruel
Tricks will deceive and tempt the weak
Fate will decide who wins or flees
The game is rigged, a constant test
For those who seek to do their best
Fate may throw us curveballs swift
And tricks may leave us in a rift
But we must stay the course, hold fast
For in this game, only the true last
So let Fate and tricks play their game
For we will play with skill and aim
And when the dance is done, we will see
That Fate and tricks cannot defeat thee
(c) Ifedolapo
