Karma

Truly everything can be explained
And magic is science undiscovered.
The mathematics and geometry of all things
Are mind blowing yet so beautiful.
From the seasons to the life
The ecosystem is a cycle of perpetual re-balancing
And everything is eventually and was originally
Measured on libra's scales.
Justice is sought out as the imbalance increases,
but she is nowhere to be found.
If only we could learn to nurture the world better
As a mother nurtures her children.
We would see the world in a new light,
as a new born child like a flower
Opening up as the sun rises.
One day the scales will be levelled again
And perhaps karma is not the bitch
But the reflection in the mirror
Will tell you who is without the sugar coat.
Now lets speak of the opposite side of the balance
Where correction is imminent and rightly so.
Do you have to pass the buck until war looms?
Is that the only option left?
Have we not learnt from the first two days of darkness.
The third strike might not be so relenting
But its exactly what we need.
Wake up and see the truth all around
It starts with you and me.