Poetry – Enemy in my camp

The Enemy in My Camp

By  L. Awah Azah

I know I have an enemy very close

Because each time I will for a big show!

He wins to seduce me to fall for I can’t

This foes face I have sought for so long

But all attempts ended in a white chase


He seems to master my every move

Always present in my every strategy

One could judge that she never fails

To win me over against my victory

I think she is an enemy in my camp


So I chose to answer to my choices

And be in charge of cleaning my messes

Only then did I arrest my enemy in the act

Looking up to his face to pass my verdict

Shocked, I was to declare myself guilty

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