ACCOUNTABILITY OF KARMA
Laughter lit up my face,
As some inexperienced people who
Fell into a deep hole of sweet mouths
Begin to taste the incurring
Effects of their flaws. But;
My mood suddenly changed.
My face, being distorted with sadness
And lost pitifully in a world of concern,
As those who paddled their flowing
Mind conscience rightly suffers flawlessly
In abject and absolute poverty
With no peace of mind.
Now roaming in the thoughts of yestersmiles
Like a floating substance in a desert.
No grip for rescue to tossing wind,
Nor a direction for any destination.
How it feels to own world of vanity,
When tears of penury haunts affluent.
If mother earth echoes of humanity:
Remember she was formed of nothing.
As every blooming garden roses
Would someday shrivel in the dusk.
For he that eats and swallow his tongue,
Still lacks satisfaction of the soul.
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