Its a karma All Right

It Aint my Karma
if i dont find enemies like me
It Aint my Karma
if Judgement is meant to be

It Aint my Karma
if enemies are blessed to be
It Aint my Karma
that my Man is the best to be

Sometimes freedom hurts
sometime solitude is a Joy Burst
sometimes dark inhibitions sought
sonetimes dreams are meant to be thought

sometimes i feel we decide
what we dream what we find
many times our pleasure is pre decide
sometimes its meant to be righ

i dont know what i say
im old monked on a wierd way
i thank him sometimes for being him
i thank me sometime for being me

sometimes i wanna say
not talking about love
is a measure of a way
of telling how secure you are'of telling how lucky you are

sometimes i wanna say
thank you in indefinite ways
sometimes i wanna pave a way
for a woman on her own way

i dont need no one this way
i shall walk a warriors fate
i am in love with a king
and have a some warriors to be free with

Its all in the Karma i feel
Its all in the past brewed
Its all like a programmed feed
its all like a trippy lead

im happy for the way i are
im happy for the friends i have
though distances seem to crop and go
i know i and they can count galore

A poem for my thoughts today
a Thought for the prose i feign
A Touch for the wierd
A message for the azure few