Karma, the wheel of fate, Spins endlessly without debate, What goes around, comes around, And in the end, we are bound.

Deeds of good, deeds of ill, Karma knows our every thrill, And it returns to us in kind, The echoes of our heart and mind.

If we sow seeds of love and light, Karma will shine on us bright,

But if we plant the seeds of hate,

Karma will seal our fate.

So let us be mindful every day, Of the words we speak, the deeds we play, For in the end, it is our karma, That will lead us to joy or drama.