My Version
My dear enemy,
Why do you think you are so right?
You pretend to care,
While planning selfish destruction,
Words are used to confuse the truth,
Relishing in unleashing each painful barb.
Dear enemy you appear to be powerful,
It’s an illusion and I fear for your future,
When God completes his plan,
Truth will be brought in the daylight,
Self declared truth will be seen as foolishness,
People are already incredulous at your self deception,
Your plan won’t work in the end,
Getting ahead is never about destroying others,
God’s way is about lifting people up.
I choose to put my roots in God,
I choose to trust God,
I choose to praise God,
I choose to put my hope in God,
I choose to declare this daily.