The Enemy

When I spot an enemy

who does not see me

I’d runaway, I’d flee

To as far as I can reach

If an enemy is near

Although I may fear

I shall strike him with a fierce blow

Till he surrenders so

But when the enemy is right in front of me,

beside me and at the back of me…

Do I runaway and flee?

If my enemy is me?

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