Out of my hands

 

It's out of my hands 

Like a kite on a windy day,

Where a glorious smile turns into

a frown almost instantaneously.

It's out of my hands 

Like being in public on a rainy day

When I left home it was sunny , till

Dark clouds assembled and took

The hay

Hey, there comes anger, and frustration wondering what

Happened to my day

It's out of my hands 

When the consequences for the gangsters are directed at me.

He lives carelessly but karma free

And my one wrong move I have to  pay a karma fee ?

 

I plan thoroughly,

Only to have life dictate autocratically. 

 My plan had a house and a wife at 25;

I'm almost 25 and I've sent more applications out than a typical embassy receives annually.

I'm black, 

running the race for a white color job, 

But it's out of my hands.