He opens a Pandora's box, that he may ensnare my feet;
To delay my purpose; to drain my energy of focus.
He is nipping at my heels, night and day; as the sun rises and sets
And darkness surrounds my space; shadows my face.
I know who I am and so does he; he knows well.
He would not pursue me so vehemently if I were lost.
He is forever watching; I drain his resources;
That are not inexhaustible as he would have me believe.
He is not all knowing; he lies; not omnipresent; he deceives.
My devastation is not inevitable, as spoken by the father of deception.
I am...called; I have purpose; my life has meaning and it is here.
What is he afraid of? Do I scare HIM? He has reason to fear!