My Enemy, Myself

Are you my enemy  
Or are you friend? 
Where will we be 
At the end of the day? 
Our pathways are certain to 
Cross many times 
In the struggle and scuffle 
Of life’s great mêlée.

We face across battle lines 
Stranger to stranger 
In xenophobic eccentricity 
Foregoing the foreboding that 
Logic commands, or anything 
That might escort tranquility.

Reason suggests that 
Accord is in order. 
Garner fresh compromise 
Down from the shelf. 
I search in the mirror 
To find your reflection. 
Epiphany unveils 
My enemy. 
Myself.

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