Enemy Me Poem by LoKis White

In the morning I see the face of my most hated foe
I try not to look into his eyes because then he would know
I am terrified of this mad man. He must be able read my mind
It's like he can see through my soul. He put chills up and down my spine
Once I tried to be confront him and handle the problem like men
He pulled a gun on me and told me to leave I could never be his friend
He called me a coward and a fool right before he spit in the face
I have enough I couldn't take him anymore; time for him to put in his place
I tried to be a man I tried to be like Jesus; the way my LORD was living
He keeps taken from me while I am sick of always giving
JAH give me the means to let him know I am more then a zero
No words would come out my mouth as I stared at myself in mirror