The Enemy Was Me

My enemy was not you It was me, I didn't believe what I did see. The stories were not true But, them I believed, I was used, and deceived. I never walked in your shoe But, I called you a liar, It was me who stirred hell's fire. Hateful remarks were constantly threw Which bought both pain and sighs, It was my lies. To help others I quickly withdrew After my party had spoke, I thought we all pulled the same yoke. Now my debt is finally due I looked at what I helped create, Lies, fear, bigotry and hate. I now sit alone in a pew Wondering how can I ever talk to God, I was a fraud. The truth I always knew But, for it I didn't care or wanted to admit, I wanted to judge and hit. When there stood only two A vicious wolf and a caring welp, The wrong one I did help. The foe it was never you I now can plainly understand and see, I destroyed our country. Randy L. McClave