Karma Poem by Joshua Hillard

We repeat our words every day,
From what we know, see, and feel,
Stress is the card that’s dealt from this,
And it’s our pain that it wants to steal,

No matter how we take this meaning,
Our outcomes will always remain the same,
Truth is love yet love can be a lie,
So we take the guilt and find something to blame,

When all we can do is blame ourselves,
These were our own actions we inflict,
You can call it chance but I call it Karma,
To do good to feel good, that’s our instinct,

What happens though when you do badly?
Yet in the end you feel good?
God created sins and Karma’s His promise,
Trouble will follow in the way that it should,

Karma can affect you instantly,
Sometimes Karma can happen in many years,
God cannot control your sins every second,
But Karma falls out as he sheds His tears,

One day our sins will be accounted for,
One day our dreams may rise or fall,
Karma is what we can only wait for,
And no matter what, it’ll defeat us all.