Archenemy

I trust you as much as I would a liar Or a man who creates awful fires I‘ve determined that you hate me Not wanting to let me be safe and free You offend me as would a dead flower Put on my grave by any false power I regret that you cause problems and woes And at our solutions just turn up your nose We are far apart like the north and south poles You have pipe dreams while I have real goals Please go away and let the people alone Peace will only come when you are gone