Meet Your Master

I have known the few right moments,

and I have known hundreds of the wrong ones.

I know my way around the in-between.

I am the master of the moment,

and in all those moments, I have known myself.

I have known the me that mollified,

and I have known the one who horrified.

I am the master of myself.

So I think that I will know my moment

Before it is present.

I think, one day, I will call down to death,

That harmless little traitor,

and tell her to come and meet her master.