They are Destiny’s children.

We had no say in the matter.

Children of Destiny are called for at birth

To die, before their time

And move on to a better place.

Because they were not our children

Twenty of them did not belong to this Earth

They were not ours.

They were God’s, if you believe in God

Or they were Fate’s.

But they were not ours.

Sometimes, our lives are long

And we work hard for a death in peace

But sometimes, we are called on before our time.

Sometimes, we are Destiny’s children.

We live fast, and die young

Before our first breath is taken, we are already claimed by Destiny.

We are Destiny’s children.

Destiny is in our blood; she is our mother and our savior.

And we leave with her, because we are Destiny’s children.

Twenty, they were, claimed by Destiny

Killed by rage

And mourned by all.

Except Destiny.

Because they are Destiny’s children.

Destiny’s.

Not ours.

Destiny’s children.