Enemies
Hatred filled up in the hearts of my enemies,
Their foot steps are engraved in my mind like sweet memories,
My prayer for them can't contain ten fat diaries,
Their plots against me couldn't cross my boundaries,
They predict my life but can't tell my stories,
They shall be there tomorrow to see me rise from zero to hero,
The principles from my sorrow will be a legacy for them to follow.
©Isaac Asante
2017
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