I, one time, ended up in my foe's battledress,
Subjectively, I never considered them as my opponent,
T'was taught to consider them as my nemesis;
I am disconcerted now,
I am at an impasse,
Ergo, I combat my own troopers
'tis when I saw the fierce in my fighters' eyes
Raging like a storm in the sea,
Merciless,
Mercilessly they commence to combat;
My nemesis has a dearth in physical strength,
When compared to my soldiers,
Which I didn't realize until now;
I see my troopers exploit their dearth abysmally,
It wasn't all my troopers but most of em,
I see my fighters extirpating other good fighters amongst themselves, as they think of
them as weaklings,