YOU CANT WIN (letter to my enemy)

As I look back at the many days of my life,

I see the many ways you tried to take mine.

Cars Accidents, victims you use, and sometimes even my own strife.

The tricks you planned before I began time.

The plan should have been so successful. 

You drew out ever detail. 

My cup of joy should have been empty or even half full. 

Around my body you should have seen at least one nail. 

But I met a friend name Jesus who became my father. 

The purest father you ever knew.

He watched every plan you ever made to bother. 

And stopped it with a finger or two.

And while I got to know him better.

I started to see you make a bigger plan

Jesus taught me your language right down to the letter.  

Then watched as I took my own stand. 

So im telling you this now so that you know.

Keep trying everyday, all day, till the end.

For every day that I live let the record show,

That I’m still here……Hallelujah!!!!……YOU CANT WIN!!!!

P.S-And if you happen to succeed one day

        I won’t be mad.I wont be sad, you win.

       just want you to know I’ll shout for joy by the way. 

       Thank you for doing the honor of sending me to him.