We forget everything from one life to the next
But our habits will rein and so should be checked
Greed and anger, arrogance too
The quality of life will be determined by what we do
We can do nothing without our physical form
Good and bad actions determine the state of our next human form
Everything is recorded in the soul
Every good wish will come back to greet us in our role
For karma forgets nothing and remembers everything
As you sow so you reap, a caress or a sting
So, someone has ill feeling towards me
The boomerang of karma has come back to me
Someone has total regard for me
It is my past good wishes coming back to me
Like a homing pigeon finds its way back home
Karmas got my number on its phone
A fully automated piece of machinery
An eternal law serving humanity
Do not do the crime if you cannot serve the time
No matter how we justify bad action it will pick up our line
Balancing the books as it goes along
Offering correction if we go wrong
Everyone should know what good and bad actions are
The past and present tell the story so far
To justify bad words and deeds and think it is all right
Karma does not listen to why I chose to fight
Two wrongs can never make a right
It is simple mathematics in plain sight
Harsh words will always come back to me in equal amounts
Good and bad actions are two separate accounts
So, you are fighting for your country but who said it is yours
Peaceless actions just add to your flaws
For tomorrow you would fight for something else
Violence is violence so never kid yourself
I said you made me angry, but I created it
I thought it was you, I had become a half wit
For karma takes stock of whatever the action is
Took the law in our hands with clenched fist
I create mine and you create your own
Defamation of others make us feel so alone
Miserable faces due to miserly actions
Do they really understand the law of attraction
All those meaningless victories have a short shelf life
They imposed their agendas so now the strife
Pushing my opinions down others throat
Butting everyone like a proverbial goat
And in man's old age he looks back at his own self righteousness
Too little too late with his life of unrighteousness
The next body, family and place he rebirths
Will be according to how he spoke and acted on earth
God does not do it, he does it to himself
We are the creators of happiness, health and wealth
Do we have a choice of our next birth?
Words and deeds are the selection committee of our sum worth
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