A Palindrome
Magic
Is the heart of all
That is evil
And defies all
Good

The Magician who is
Full of whimsy
Is a liar

The Fool

Is the focal interest
With his glee and folly

The Emperor
Ignores the peoples’ cries
As he lurks on his thrown and
Reigns with cruelty

The Devil
Has God
To blame, for he
Has no one
In his solitude

The Hermit
Separated by society
Looked up to the Moon
In hopelessness

The Lovers
Though doomed
Challenged fate
With inexhaustible hope

The Hanged Man
Awaits Judgment
But his soul is dying as he
Grows old with the Sun

Death
Smites down the people
Without timing and
Crashes down over mankind

The Tower,
The Hermit, The Devil and Death.
The Emperor, The Hanged Man, The Moon,
The Sun, Judgment, The Lovers, The Fool and
The Magician

Cannot exist in this World without
Magic

Why don’t we turn the cards over to reveal a different fate?