Eternal Sands of Traveler

Karma: Universal Pain Payments [Poem]

Where oh where will you be,
Have you thought about your actions?
Are you coming back to me with negative karma?
Well if you are then I better add some to your bucket.
But,
Is it really I who's receiving or  giving you your pain payments?
Well obviously no,
Yet I know what the bank of karma does.
I'm not the only one who does but,
I've made a comment or two about it.
And well,
That pain bank will catch up to you,
You're either suffering or striving.
Back to zero pain payments you are once it arrives.
You can rack them up,
And suffer greatly,
Or you can feed off the negative points you get.
Either good or bad,
Why has it always been this way?
Well,
Some questions I've realized aren't worth trying to answer.

Have you done good or bad?
Have you suffered or strived all your life?
Sometimes the bank doesn't catch you for a very long time,
So it might seem unfair.
After all,
It takes time to travel.

When the wind blows,
Where you go blue,
Will you be accompanied?

Santa always gave the good kids presents,
Though you might only seem good.
While the shadows are around,
Seemingly doing bad,
Not every shadow is true darkness.

Encryption and decryption,
Opposing twins,
Perceived as opposing,
Yet without one you cannot have the other.
Neutrality,
Zero,
Not taking a side,
Sometimes is better than taking a side,
Better than being something,
Better than having bias.
So next time you've got nothing to do and you're bored,
Maybe you should stay bored,
And do nothing for a little while.

Numbers,
Oh numbers,
People have bias over some numbers,
Some colors,
I understand it if there's a reason behind it,
Though,
Why leave something completely irrational if it's going to be your favorite of something.
If it's your favorite and you like it but don't know why,
You're not using your brain enough.

While this isn't even 400 words,
I just wanted to write for a bit,
I'll probably let boredom soak in for some time after this,
It's not an L.N.S.T but this is the closing of my 11th Poem in here so,
Goodbye, night, good day, whatever it is for you.