Karma’s A Bitch

I need not speak, nor lend my hand,

For karma moves fairly from left to right, covering each grain of sand.

She’s a quiet force, un-wicked just fair,

She sometimes waits, other times not. Her justice fails to touch no where.

I do not worry when the wrongs are done,

For my peace relies on none, nor in battles won.

I trust the flow, the rhythm of a heart built up strong,

I accept with grace when I find I don’t belong.

No need for anger, I have no thirst for a fight,

I trust the balance, wrongs are always made right.

I feel no weight, I rise and set it all free~

I sip my tea, sit back, and just let it be.

You see their deeds will bloom, the seeds will grow,

What they have sown, eventually the winds will show.

Each action placed, each word they said,

Will mark their own path on which they tread.

So I sit back, be calm and still,

With no need to bend your heart or change your will.

For karma is patient, her time is precise,

She’s a bitch that needs no advice.

And as I sip my tea, slowly, the truth starts to appear,

Their choices are forged, their trials, they start to hold near.

No anger needs to burn, no spite resides—

Karma moves, as God decides.

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