South Of Heaven, North Of Hell

Just something silly I wrote today to protect several phrases I came up with I love. Later I may rewrite this as more serious verse.

South Of Heaven, North Of Hell

Wonder where you lost your plunder?

East of Over? West of Under?

Or forfeited because of fate

and retrieved as irony’s own?

As cast in stone,

Karma dictates

illegal gains

cannot remain.

South of Heaven and North of Hell,

let honest souls retell the tale

of sound products, good wages paid

and Karma’s grace: fair profit made.