A Fact Of Poem by Francis Duggan

A Fact Of



We are what we are this is all we can be
What i dislike in others i dislike in me
Of the flaws we are born with only death will set us free
With it is to be flawed is to be human would you not agree?
We reap the karma we sow in life some do believe
And those who do give can expect to receive
Though others will tell you that this is not true
That from life we do not always receive what should be our due
It is not unusual though quite sad indeed
To know that some people are rewarded for greed
Though eventually to karma for our sins we must pay
Life it does seem does work in this way
And like all other life forms we are born to die
A fact of our existence and fact never lie.

Saturday, June 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: existence
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