Smoke…

                  

The isolated beast of vengeance

Is like a doped mind,

Infused with the cells of hatred,

Enticing the veins with bloody rage

To cut the flesh out of the devil’s heart!

Regret, guilt and pain,

Unknown to chillum nasal,

Hoarded with the physique of cannabis.

The anonymous wrath is broke lose

As the hell itself is the beast within;

‘The unchained slave to insane narcosis.’