If karma is real

I always start by paying my dues,

Just in case karma is real.

There’s something wrong with requesting

Without giving something first,

Like taking money out of an empty account.

It sometimes works, but the wise never do it

Because it comes back with a bite.

So maybe my desires sound crazy,

Too much for too small a world,

But I would never dare even hope

For something I haven’t offered myself,

A couple times over, to make sure I’m worthy

And rack up a nice universal debt.

I firmly believe that everybody

Starts out with infinite potential.

It’s just a question of what I’m choosing to feed,

To get thrice over the doubt and suspicion

Or to foster what I want to make bloom.

So I always start with the assumption

That the world is good and kind,

And you, my darling, are the most

Amazing and wonderful of them all.

And you’ll have to work very hard indeed

To make me even consider that I am wrong.

Because, every once in a while,

I’m known to make a mistake or twenty,

And by then I want to have helped others up

Enough time to have a right to expect

You to already be reaching for me

When I lift a hand up, asking for help.

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