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I was born with a baby karma,
and even as a child I knew about drama;
I see karma like putting cash in the bank,
for when insults are flung and soul has sank.
Well, my karma grew to teach me to just walk away,
and that in time those people will pay;
and to never give in to hate- the whisper,
karma is like my protective sister.
Be good and do good to elevate life,
I believe how people treat me belongs to them;
I move on even when their words stab me like a knife,
I just remind myself that I am- God's gem.
And with all my odd and weird- I love me;
I just wait . . for karma will find a way (do you agree?)
April 25, 2018
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1016-843-01
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Karma
sponsor, Line Gauthier
Rhyme Pattern: aabbccdd ababcc
(perfect and near rhyme)
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2018
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