Karma
Written By: D. Collins 7/14/23
Karma is nothing but how we choose to live.
Whether we take from, or have the heart to give.
Things we have done, may creep up 10 years later.
Like a person we beat down we felt was a hater.
Whether good or bad, Karma will always be there.
Keeping tabs on whether it is prison of fresh air.
That's what Karma does. It is our shadow in the dark.
With every deed we do, it adds or subtracts a mark.
Call it Big Brother watching over all of us.
Tallying the times we were righteous and just.
Karma is the beast who documents it all.
And, decides whether today is our last call.
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