It’s never a gentle knocking
Whenever it comes a calling
Fists full of endless fury
Invoke pain with no warning
No forgiveness and no mercy
As white knuckles break the glass
Can’t escape the comeuppance
Nor out run your past
With causes all in question
The effects won’t be denied
Review all of your actions
And you may uncover the why
The totality of our existence
Every action, feeling, thought
Will make its way back to us
Because our karma can’t be fought
11/9/17 Karma has caught up to me, rough month.