It's Not Your Job Poem by Scott Salmon

It's Not Your Job
There is a frost approaching,
A chill that's in the air,
It's purpose is to cool you off,
To eliminate despair,

A simple breeze to chill you out,
It comes to cool you down,
A special wind that brings a smile
To replace an angry frown

You see my friend you do not have,
To be the one to smash,
Cause people get what they deserve,
Without you acting rash,

It's all within the master plan,
A plan that's all in place,
If you chill and check it out,
It's Karma all have to face.

We all know you knuckle down,
And learn those fools quite well,
Problem is the outcome is,
Most times a living hell,

Take some time and try to see,
That all will have to pay,
For what's in store and answer to,
What God has got to say.

So don't stress out and just observe,
Believe this is always true,
That fools will get what they deserve,
With out involving you.