As it rolls

There is supposed to be meaning
to everything that happens to us
it sure must be in a foreign tongue
or it mustn't be a good thing to trust

We are supposed to agree on hindsight
smile back on the broken pieces
and see how they still led here
but what if time freezes?

Life is meant to be a book
with many many chapters
while many make good reads
some also end up in tatters

Is that what we must get
that life is an outcome of chance..
uncertainty the only sure thing
and pointless, the best laid plans.