Creates a rumbling in the skies
Cruelty given never stays
Hidden beneath the passing days.
Heaven gathers to its Throne
Sighs and wimpers done alone
Angels carry upon their wings
All the hurts and all the stings
Though it seems to never end
And you feel you have no friend
There is One who always sees
The scars that form from words so mean
In an instant and in time
Healing comes like dew sublime
Righting wrong with strokes of fate
Karma comes to all who hate
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