By: James Aitchison

Evil is inevitable.
So is goodness.
I know the course of
The wheel spins,
Guiding your pure inner self
To peace.
I speak of inner safety,
Release from mental torment.
All men have been assigned
Their series of lives.
The wheel spins their destinies,
And they do not have to wait until death
To find peace.

Categories: Poetry

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