Karma Poem by Cannita Melius

Stab me straight through the heart and walk away.
Feeling no remorse nor sorrow.
You're probably feeling quite gay.
Whilst I lay there,
Bleeding out in great pain.
Do you even care?
Would you eventurn and look back?
Staggering breath,
Lose of life as I lay there.
But am not worried.
If I survive this,
I will only be
Stronger,
Wiser,
and better.
You may walk away now
But later on,
The same pain I felt
You'll feel
But thequestion is:
When that time comes,
Will you call for me to help you?
And will I help you?
Or walk away with no feeling of remorse?