Shalom To My Enemy

I sneak around my enemy’s encampment Like a fox surveying a coop Upon my heart lies a heavy weight called revenge Pressing ever the more upon my chest Festered with boils of vindication To burst forth and spew retaliation owed My mind in embedded in that darkened hole Which only unreasonable righteous light may shine For my lacerated heart is scared for life No suture may ever begin healing mine Unto my enemy I ensue my right The ten-fold pain must begin Hatred mingled with bitter persimmons I have forgotten the taste of sweet peace Having hidden away any thoughts for forgiveness My soul knows of no rest these horrid days Enslave to my best desires for the darkness I wish to inflict I have swept dirt under the rug far too long Passive aggressive, I stand no more I spring upon my enemy as toad to a fly My moment of vengeance, the moment of truth But I hesitate in mid-flight I can not do this This is not the right For my road to Heaven must pass through my enemy And I whom profess the Christ must become the peacemaker called child of God Thus peace is not everything sweet and tender Nor does pain cease to be remembered For the loving of people is not viewed as a peaceable kingdom Like a hunter and the hunted stayed apart But to love my enemy and wish him well The true peacemaker works towards all things good To make the enemy a benefactor Is the view Christ had from Calvary’s cross Shalom, my enemy