There has been an invasion
Of mind, body, and soul
The out of mind, out of sight coma
Is no longer in control

All atrocities that don't ****
Plant deep rooted wishes of being dead
With many festering splinters
That wreak havoc in the head

Uncomfortably attuned
To the assault on inner peace
Allows stolen virtue and nefarious
transgressions to never cease

Will patience be the poison that rots
The onslaught of thorns
That allows time to sow grains of tranquillity
And be reborn...