Not always the person you fight,
Is your enemy,
Enemies are soft targets,
Even the fiercest of them,
Battles get complicated when,
They are against your own people,
Whom you'd not hurt,
But their ignorance peeves,
The lesser warriors,
Either attack or evict,
It only makes sense,
To hang in,
And let the ignorance drown,
In its own self,
For a battle unfinished,
Symbolises a recurring trouble,
Finishing off what started is skill,
And a little bit of will,
But to know who to kill,
Is the greatest of all gifts,
You, my ignorant enemy tonight,
Dine and sleep in peace,
Let tonight be yours,
I'll guard my walls,
But you shall be safe,
I'll put on a fire,
And hope it will give you light,
So what if the darkness survives,
I gave you this night, but then,
I surely will have my time.
