The victim

The ways Divine Destiny works
Can’t be understood by the jerks.

They throw a well aimed brick;
Or settle for a massive stick!

Their aim is, the head to break
Of the people they can’t take.

It should be a piece of cake,
Since the victim has to take,

The blow delivered by the Jake.
There is none to fight for his sake!

But he has a faith hard to shake,
And bears with a grin the ache!

Since his faith is not just a fake
There comes a minor earth quake!

Leaving him with riches hard to rake,
Causing his foes to crumble and slake.

The likes of him always feel at ease.
The others may never find any peace.