Most letters open with “Dear ….” ; this one will just begin

You are the nemesis, my arch-enemy, the demon I pray God to damn;

You lure, seduce, then rob me blind.

Mocking love, devotion, loyalty, and commitment, you mortify;

Masquerading as joy, you destroy.

You poison every plan, contaminate every climate, compel every crime;

Master of your motive, you hasten death

Or market as mind game, then cheat to win.

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© 6/14/2020 Ruth Ann Scanzillo.