The carrier of life's
Preoccupation with the world
Has snatched her away
From the ultimate role.
The origin of life
Becomes smudged with toxins,
Inflicting the unarmed
With a habitual need.
Disease infuses
Expanding gray matter,
Permeating the being
Of the soul unknown.
As poisonous provisions
Are cut by separation,
A victimized being
Withdrawals in the world.
On the borderline of
An internal silence,
Strangers' Innovations
Regenerate the inner pulse.
Shane P
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