Mother Karma
Karma doesn’t forget
She always comes to collect
She has a lengthy list
No one goes unchecked.
Days, years, months may pass; time means nothing
She swoops in camouflaged, you never see her coming.
Sweet Mother Karma may my vengeance be yours
There is a price for my sorrow and hurt.
“Be patient” she said “ and do not be sour”
“ I have felt your agony, but, I chose the hour”
“Hold your head High and Please do not dwell on the past”
“Leave the justice to me, no questions asked”
Karma delivers her price depending on how the pain is received
So always remember to practice self control and dignity.
Hold your head high and walk through hell with class.
Just know that karma is watching to see how you react
To the people you hurt or have lied to before
I would make amends to settle the score
Mother Karma is coming, she knows what you did
A thief in the night, she does not forgive.
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