I'm Karma's Creditor

I was walking home at night

When along came a hoodie man

He put a knife to my neck

And asked me quite impolitely

To empty my wallet

I laughed in his face

Said — “You don’t need no weapon

Put down your sharp toy

And be away from my wallet

I don’t mind at all.”

He looked at me, surprised

Like he was staring at an ape

Then he grabbed my cash and fled

After shoving me to the ground

I continued laughing

I pity the poor thief

Not for his lack of wealth

But for his lack of understanding

About this world of deeds

And action and karma

This world seems so beautiful

Ever since I’ve met my guru

Who taught me to look at life

In a new and positive way

The way of karma

He says that I am judged

For each of my actions

My good deeds will be rewarded

My sins will be punished

Nothing goes in vain

Now that thief who stole from me

And ran off with my cash

He cannot go too far

Karma will get to him

She always does

For seven days straight

The guy’s been robbing me

I laugh at him each time

For he doesn’t have a clue

That he is being judged

I’m nearly out of money

But that is not a worry

I’ve gained enough credits by

Not refusing the poor man’s demand

I’m Karma’s creditor

I don’t believe in criminal laws

The police are not for me

I only believe in my actions

My guru and the invisible force of nature

That is karma