Karma

Karma prickling up your back, consuming your head.
Devouring the very mental image, the modern day spread.
Making you think about what you did. What you said.
Sins upon thought and reaction, bring nothing but dread.
So fall upon truth and lies. Fall for thought instead.
For what is new and what is lost, has already been said.
Wars to be fought. Battles to lost. Blood to be shed.
Let the rules of karma slither into an unseen thread.
So small. So invisible, that not a thought is said.
Steal this dignity I've held. Tear it to shreds.
The reoccurrence of karma, stands right up ahead.