Karma Is My Freind

The guardian is always on patrol.
I will never have to raise a hand.

KARMA is my friend.
She carries my shield, my sword.
She will come in time to avenge me for the harm you may have done.
You may just not know when.

You can touch my body, caress my lips.
Just know this.
 If you make a mark.
If you bruise my soul.
If you break my heart.

The guardian is always on patrol.
I will never have to raise a hand.

KARMA is my friend.
She carries my shield, my sword.
She will come in time to avenge me for the harm you may have done.
You may just not know when.

If you try to play that dirty game.
If you lie.
Wish me ill.
Do me harm.
Cheat.
Steal.

Know that in the end.
I will be the victorious one.

The guardian is always on patrol.
I will never have to raise a hand.

Remember KARMA is my friend.
She carries my shield, my sword.
She will come in time to avenge me for the harm you may have done.
You may just not know when.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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