Karma And The Narcissist
He lit his Lies like Lanterns —
To dazzle — not to see —
And whispered “Truth” so sweetly
It drowned in Treachery —
He fed upon the Trustful —
As Vampires sip the Vein —
A quiet Theft of Essence
Disguised as Tenderness — again —
He watched their Spirits weaken —
As if a Harvest, near —
And smiled — to note the Slumber
Of every silenced Fear —
For Fire was his Pilgrimage —
Destruction — his delight —
He’d spark a World to Cinder
If only for the sight —
But Karma holds a Ledger —
More patient than the Sun —
And every flame he kindled
Is counted — one by one —
Till Ashes claim the Arsonist —
And Shadows bind his Will —
The blaze he cast upon the Earth
Returns — to scorch him still.
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