Don't Stalk My Territory Poem by John Sensele

Don't stalk my territory again
Stealing my sleep
Making me cry in vain
Which under servitude you can no longer keep

Whether all the weapons on Earth you deploy
To cull your desire
To employ
Ruse, fuse or fire

In a bid to finish
My ambition
To diminish
The mission on which I embark with passion

To protect the territory
You thought subdued
With the armoury
No longer skewed

In the favour
Your demons mustered
In your endeavor
To get my destiny frustrated

In word and deed
Just because I demand you stay
Away from the territory creed
That leads you astray

As I defend what's mine
Ordained from on high
Despite your loss of spine
That leaves you dry

As long as greed
Takes the best of your power of judgment
Indulging your misread
Of the situation that works to your detriment

Unless you desist
From hatching your evil plan
As you persist
In snatching my territory in concert with your clan.