With you I have come to stay
Whilst some of you decide to pray
But the price you must pay
Stay away from me, that’s the way
Death for me is the price
As my name have reached the heights
So many nations did I cripple
As they write about me, they scribble
To overcome me they think will be able
Ignorant that I’m in their faces like a dimple
-poetjoelle
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