A sense of forboding & the curses it inspires!

Whenever I have a vague sense of forboding and don't know why or maybe have only a few clues why I recite this curse to the powers that be in the universe. . .more in othern notes at bottom!

A  Curse my enemy is upon your head

with every move you make

 word or deed against me it is fed

with this curse increasing like levened bread

FROM YOUR OWN ILL WILL

you'd be better off dead.

No matter what, against me, you claim

you'll bring eventually on yourself, the shame!

Through the mud you'll drag your own name!

Your every attempt, on me, to defame

will fan the flames

that stretches fuller the membranes

of my wealth bubble

while deflating your lungs 

of all their hot, fetid air!!!

Author's Note

I leave it to the powers that be to identify my enemies based on this criteria:
you are my enemy if you have decided you are,
by harboring ill will toward me and/or seeking to apply or implement that ill will to my life to my detriment!!!
since I do not ever originate ill will toward others . . .
even if I don't particularly like you I don't try to make trouble for you,
I am not anyones enemy.
So, in my view, those who send ill will my way,
deserve to also be the recipients back of their own ill will,
the universe making it backfire on them!!!