You Picked This Conflict to Fight

You had selected the time for battle.
With a predestined date for victory.
Celebrated before the outcomed fate.
You chose my demeanor as an easy take.
Perceiving my persona,
Had not been genuine but fake.
And you believed you would rule and conquer over me.
Causing me loss of pretensions...
Because you thought I was all wind within them.
Betting with others I would cave in?
Without a defense shown to win!
Well...
I will never call you a fool.
You'll have to discover that on your own time.
And by yourself,
When finally realize in your disturbed mind...
You picked this conflict to fight.
One I've been rehearsing for,
All of my life!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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