Always an Enemy

2nd poem for SLAM Round 6 (the one I didn't use)

There must always be an enemy-
Who would subjugate to God
without the fear of Lucifer?
A murderer does not feel
his weapon's evil weight,
until he suspects his Allies
capable of foul play.
The Power of the Stars and Stripes
errupts from the twisted, terrored guts
of neighbor watching neighbor
through crimson curtains.