When I was a selfish little runt,
it was all about me.
It didn’t matter who I insulted,
what person I bothered.
Because I denied the fact
that I could make people cry.
I denied that I could do
an innocent person harm.
Now looking back,
those hurtful memories
return to me
like a smack in the face,
a boot in the ass.
It is my turn to feel the pain
from a selfish little runt
whose words burn in time.
©️mft
Crow On The Wire 
This is a great write!! It reminds the reader to reflect their own acts and thoughts.
Yes, exactly. 🙂
What goes around comes around- All is karma this is what we people call