My Foe
My Foe
There is a person who I would never dare to bow,
He isn't my friend, he is my foe.
I have never met him in my life,
that doesn't mean he is bad or he carries a knife.
He is just my enemy who trespasses,
Maybe he carries a bag full of compasses.
The foe isn't a person or an organism at all,
He is just my imagination so huge and tall.