Karma’s a Bitch: A Poem

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I saw a child living in squalor

so I gave her a dollar.

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I saw a homeless woman, barely alive

so I gave her a five.

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I met a poor old man whose health wasn’t good

I told him that I “understood”.

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When evil fortune took people unawares,

I tried to repel it with my thoughts and prayers…

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Then, I died… and the afterlife did not go so well:

They gave me back my six dollars and told me to go to Hell…

 

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