King Of Karma

 

King Of Karma

By Paul McCann

 

I sat in a pub out of town

as  no one knew me there .

I said to them who were there

have you got some time  to spare .

 

i’m just a rough old diamond

who chanced to come here today .

Life is a wonderful thing

no matter what people say .

 

I walked the streets of London

and slept on the streets of Cork .

I ate from bins and dog food tins

and didn’t need a fork .

 

Ended up in shelters

from Dublin to Belfast as well   ,

Stayed in derelict buildings

about five footsteps from hell  .

 

Some people called me a bum

but they never realised,

I was the King of karma

standing there before their eyes  .

 

Life’s just a roundabout ride ,

what goes around comes around

when things are looking up

they can just as easy go down.

 

I’d never been hungry

and I’d never felt any shame ,

I never thought that I would be

a man without a name .

 

Once I was a tourist

with money and places to go

then I was homeless and broke

and sleeping out in the snow .

 

It was cold at night  and dangerous

on the streets  out
there .

I went and asked for help

from people who just didn’t care
.

I had no family

in a place I didn’t  belong

I prayed each night that my life

in morning would be gone .

 

I moved around from place to place

unwanted everywhere .

I wondered why God in his mercy

never heard my prayer.

 

Too weak to speak I looked for work

and found myself a job .

but that same day

I was confronted by an angry mob .

 

Beaten up badly by those thugs

and left upon the street ,

Eventually I found my way

and got back on my feet .

 

I was taken by an ambulance

who had come to my aid.

The police also arrived

and an arrest had been made .

 

What a difference I have seen  ,

sometimes life can be so strange .

Once I’d prayed for my life to end

but now all that has changed  .

 

I’m the King of karma

who comes knocking

upon your door ,

Long time , no see ,

I know  none of you

have seen me before .

 

Some  of you might be thinking

I’ll just run away and  hide

but here and now I’d like to say

life’s a roundabout ride .

 

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