Karma

by Walter Rooks

The world watched him,
waited for him to mess up and not apologize.
For every breath was unselfish, learned over time,
he could hold himself that way; trying not to cheat
the universe.  

In the foulest of airs he could find
life and keep himself small; almost unnoticed, 
had it not been for love.


Karma by Walter Rooks

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