Karma, damn... <br /> its a son of a gun <br /> once u think lifes great, <br /> it takes away da fun, <br /> da luck u once had <br /> is now a memory, <br /> now u cant stop thinkn <br /> how dis happen 2 me? <br /> its like karma is alive <br /> jus waitin 2 stirke, <br /> like thinkn u paid ya bill <br /> den dey come cut off ya lights, <br /> its so unexpected, random, <br /> but sumtin you cant avoid, <br /> it has a permenant place in life <br /> jus waitn 2 fill a void, <br /> all u hav 2 do, is make <br /> a decision, dat wasn't right, <br /> dats when karma gets a <br /> chance to enter the fight, <br /> and karma is strong... <br /> so u aint winnin da war, <br /> jus live ya life right.. <br />u wont deal wit it no more<br /><br />Dis Guy.... His name is Clif<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/karma-12/
