I have no enemies
but just a few haters.
I, therefore, dread rivalries,
and trouble makers.

I don't like to *******.
Therefore I walk alone.
I have an inner voice,
That plays chill as a ringtone.

I want to be here and there,
but not in a particular place.
I dust after me everywhere,
To erase any kind of trace.

I trust no man or woman,
Only when he or she is dead.
Yet I see good in every man,
So I pray for them when I go to bed.

#IvanBrooksPoetry