Enemy of the state

An old enemy knows 

More of my weakness than 

I will ever come to know of myself 

For they spend a life time  

In search to know my weakness 

Standing on the hills looking in 

While, I spend a life time 

Knowing theirs in cold contentions 

As a form of defence to prepare 

These are the principles 

Of war, paranoia, hate and politics 

To acknowledge in barring  

An old enemy will spot with trend 

An emerging enemy of the kingdom  

Long before the king's men ever do 

For they walk in the same corridors 

Seeking treasures of the observed 

Holding ransom my weakness  

I want to know what my old enemy 

Has to say, when an olive branch is offered 

Saying let shake hands and make peace    

Call it "lets be honest", critically 
Truth or dare and no offence taken 
Truly I want to know, it is to my advantage. 

This is a story about how 

The enemy of the state 

Gave the king heads up, before barrage rained  

Guess what, he did nothing about it 

With it, just left gazing for impact motionless 

Wonder why conspiracy theories have a frenzy after  


They charge the establishment 
With being an enemy of the state 
For not acting on heads up 


Mind you, stuffed beasts on walls 
Still gives  fright of life, who is to know 
To have become an enemy of the state