Flow- An Anthology

Flow

Me, I don't believe in Vendetta.
That don't mean I'm pure,
Gotta pay for my sins just
Like you gotta pay for yours;
Might as well bear the scarlet letter.
You've got no conceivable idea
What Karma has in store for ya.
Every little thing you do
Is inscribed in your unwritten record.
Nothing of your own accord;
No lending, no borrowing, no sharing
What you do, you do
What you get, you get.
You are All alone
All Alone you are.
Just need to stand tall
And face it all.
Pay your deed cheque
And move ahead.
Be good, be kind
Let your inner light shine
Bright and warm
Melt this world to it's raw form
And flow in this river of life
Taking each thorn in your stride
Unfalteringly
Unhesistatingly
Incessantly
Calmly
All the way long.