Fate

a poor man walks past a mansion
as a tear streams from his eye

some are born with plenty he thought
wealth and fortune until they die

their lives full of riches and glory no doubt
with only success and fame

all I have is what I have with me
surely fate is the one to blame

as the pain in his heart continued to rise
the poor man began to sing

his song filled with beauty and heartfelt pain
that only his life could bring

and the rich man walked by and thought to himself
what an amazing thing

that fate could be so kind to this man
and bless him to be able to sing