Make Me Your Enemy

-Make Me Your Enemy-
by Keaton Foster



Hate
The hand
That whips
The man
Punish
The sin
That lives
Within
Take it in
Make it yours
I won’t care
How could I
Make me
Your enemy
Be repulsed
Disgusted
Ask why
Not of me
But of yourself
See the pain
Know the shame
Read the lines
Find what I hide
Take it from me
It’s yours
If you wish
And if you don’t
To you
It will still belong
In your head
Behind your eyes
Until you’re dead
It will remain
You won’t escape
What it means
You won’t find peace
Until peace
Is all that you have
Make me
Your enemy
Hate
The man
That forced you
Under the guise
Of poetic lines
To search
And thus find
What we
Yes you and me
Are truly capable of
I won’t ever lie
But I’ll be dammed
If I won’t tell
Of an exacting truth
All of it
Every once
What you ask
What you don’t
Leaving nothing out
Life
A livable feast
Of both time
And circumstance
I’ve had it bad
Far worse than most
Make me
Your enemy
If that’s what it takes
I’ll understand
I’ll appreciate the fact
But your hate
Not an ounce of it
Will detract
From what I do
From what is required
Read the lines
Peer deeper inside
See the truth
Not a single lie
Know what we
People
Are truly capable of
Oh does it hurt
Let my pain
Be yours
Hate
The hand
That whips
The man
Punish
The sin
That lives
Within
Take it in
Make it yours
Just as it is mine
Hidden
Between each line
Make me
Your enemy
I won’t mind
It won’t matter
How could it
Why should it…



Make Me Your Enemy
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014.