Amending Fate
Though inevitable are the writings,
Of fate, of divine moving hands,
Yet wishful efforts, tears of sincerity,
Heaving of burning serious sighs,
And mere a look of a saintly man,
May make mild Prudent Authority,
Who knows well the end,
And when and where is to amend.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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