Fates Warning by Tia Voth


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In fates hands,
Caesar will fall.
Even through warnings,
He did not follow.
Too much pride,
Too much Ambition,
You did not listen.
As the soothsayer says,
"Beware the ides of March".
One of many warnings,
But you bare stubborn.
Don't forget the omens,
And don't turn away advice,
Because just like Caesar,
Falling may be your end.