I have seen the enemy
My foe, my cause to stop
They are evil, no doubt
irrational violence unending

Their acts are heinous
My anger hot as magma
desirous of apoplectic revenge
blackening my heart

I cannot mirror their hatred
Condemning my own soul
Patience is my providence
I will not mirror their evil

Moving against my nemesis
Determination as my sword
The enemy is vanquished
My pneuma resting peacefully