Enemy Poem by Lazarus Knix

Enemy



Rest, dear enemy, rest.
A foe thee are no more.
Your all rebellious zest
Has been suppressed, and yet,
I weep for thee,
My enemy,
My counterpart in war.

For every victory,
That you had seized from me,
Served as an awakening
To my own mistakes-
You, You, my enemy,
Have truly made me great.

Beneath the hate you hold,
Appreciate your foes.

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