Enemy (an acrostic poem)

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Everything you do affects me negatively and yet

Now you have the nerve to just stand there in front of me trying to be innocent

Expecting me to forgive you of your many sins, so many of them against me

Maybe I should forgive you, something I should have learned in Sunday school

Yet I can’t do that, so that’s why I am going to throw out this mirror!

Hubris (an acrostic poem)

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He thought he knew exactly what to do

Until he found out the hardware wouldn’t work

Being too smart for his own good he whipped up something new

Realizing that was a wasted four hours because he had just simply wired the original backwards

It had worked all the time if he had just opened his eyes and slowed down

So much for a calm Sunday