Osores Perdent

Osores perdent, karma is blind 
It's bound to punish those who are unkind 
But the meanest thing of all 
Even the guiltless blood may fall 

Before you cast your oppressive thorn 
Make sure you've heard the sound of horn 
For, there will be no turning back 
When wrath of heavens will give you whack 

May 7, 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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