An Enemy Within Poem by Nero CaroZiv

An Enemy Within



With stern haughty and piercing glance upon the surrounding
He started each day with an inner contempt, despise to all rounding
As if he said to himself: 'The wanderings of this most intrigue Universe
Teach me the nothingness of all things, the insignificance of any adverse'
As if creation could not have happened or creep or be
Beyond his existence; the horizon where his eye can see

He spoke of beauty and humanity, yet dull was his soul
To see any divinity in growing lush grass
Or life in solid dead stones; spirit in the air
He adored his look and he loved looking at the glass
When he smoothed his chin and sleek his waning hair
And said the world should have been created at different goal

with his students his crystal Narcissism soared
As he spoke of virtue and math, never of Gods and kind
He carried his speech, but to vain proclaims of spirit dull and soured
As in his ideas and philosophy he stood aloof from other minds
Devolving his rebuke in a cold drawl
with dissidents often he exchanged barbs and drawing brawl

At rare times when he spoke to me
'You are so full of misfortune and black misery
Were it not better for you not to be'
Then inside me to the harsh voice I said:
'Let me not cast myself by these words to endless shade
This world is full of wonders and hope so wonderfully made'

Yet, still today it is a fearful thing to glance
Back on the gloom of childhood miss spent in torture of years
To deal with shadowy forms of thrusted vain guilt in constant dance
These dreads, these thousands of repelling fears
The 'vices' attached to my life of growth and rise
Portrait in shape so vivid yet untrue
And no one beam of hope to tell the truth would break through
To cheer a child young widening eyes

He is remembered with lips depressed as he was coward and meek
Himself into others and into himself he constantly sold
Upon his vanity he himself did feed
Aloof, introvert so dispassionate to other feeling so stark cold
And other than his form of imposing creed
With well chiseled features and doctrine clear and sleek


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