Enemy
Enemy,
I feel your hot breath on my neck,
you press down on my shoulders crushing my chest
my breath comes quick and shallow,
I feel your shadow clouding my vision
your fog obscuring my perceptions
you dangle fear in front of me hoping to weaken my resolve
you promise destruction, abandonment, heartbreak
you whisper lies and deceptive thoughts
Enemy,
Your friends are near
they smell the blood of saints ready to be spilled
they come close spoiling for an unfair fight
they hop from one foot to the other
waiting to watch the struggle
they click their tongues… leer… and kick
hoping to incite a reaction…
they savor every ounce of struggle
Enemy,
you’ve made a grave mistake…
you have missed my smile.
your feet may be on my shoulders
but my soul rests in the hand of God
his crushing grip will take you at the last
and it will cradle me like a baby…
Then I will rise in his strength
my sword will cleave the last of you
you will see the rage of the Almighty
as it courses through the veins of his warrior
Enemy,
You might want to think twice next time…
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