The Enemy At Close Range
The enemy at close range
Loyalty sold for a piece of meat, a coin or a good dose of gossip
The enemy at close range
A friend with evil intentions
Searching for loopholes
The enemy at close range
Embraces you with a smile
Helps you clean your gun
But pulls the trigger when you turn your back
The enemy at close range
Disguised as a sheep but as sly as a fox
Laughs with you at your table
But as soon as it’s dusk
He runs into the shadows to break bread with your mockers
The enemy at close range
Knows your every move
Hears your every word
Spills all your secrets
The enemy at close range
Breaks your heart without a warning
And gives you quinine in place of honey
The enemy at close range
Is a friend with evil intentions
By Sylvia Chika
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