They Say It's Too Late It's-Karma Poem by Mark Heathcote

A drug taker knows his self-imprisoned
a smoker knows the importance of not smoking.
A drinker knows about the damage he does to his liver.
The gambler isn't just a well-practised sinner.
The adulterer does he misses the loins of his mother.
They all speak the same and blame - bad karma.
But all admonish their stupid irresponsibility;
they all see their shortfalls as a kind of inferiority.
But no one is willing to administer any change.
Change one part of that suboptimal behaviour.
Till their lives reach a tipping point of danger
but then again, they say it's too late it's-Karma.