The Law That Waits
I have seen lies,
crawl through rooms,
smiling like friends,
waiting to strike.
I have watched hands,
hide their guilt,
pretending the world
will never see.
But karma moves,
quiet and slow,
finding the cracks
people think are safe.
It listens well,
to poisoned words,
to secret plans,
to twisted joy.
And when it comes,
it does not knock,
it simply stands
where you once stood.
So tread with care,
the world records
every choice
you think is hidden.
About the Creator
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Poetry has lived in me since childhood.
Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
My poems heal, some haunt, all are pieces of me.
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