Karma
Karma
He sees life as a consequence of actions
And it's not just good or bad,
Better or worse, he sees it as
A direct reciprocation of what goes around.
As though, what happens has
Always been meant to happen, and that
No alteration of circumstances, henceforth
Could change the inevitable.
He does not believe in
The futile games of any fortune tellers,
Who claim to know it all and sometimes,
Bluff to possess the ability
To play with the inescapable future,
For he dearly believes in the
Most enigmatic mannerisms of Karma
Which bears the capability
To surprise one in the most indefinite way
And in the most difficult moments.
Perhaps, he believes in destiny,
No, not the one which is believed to play
In the palms of one's hands,
He believes in something even deeper,
Even greater that a mere intersection
Of some apparent lines of fate.
He believes in one shaping their own destiny
With all that they have done
As a result of their beliefs and prejudices,
Their opinions and the consequent actions.
It's certainly not cynicism,
The way he sees life, as a game of actions
And Karma, it's him being
Really realistic, that he's figured life
The way it has always been -
A chessboard of actions and consequences,
Just how it should be - unexpected, yet fair.