Coastal Intruder

                            There is a new flower I see in my garden
                             I did not plant it but it is there spreading its tendrils
                            Among the others, silently tightening its grip  
                            Without pardon.
 
                            It chokes the aroma of my flowers from the air
                            It erases the taste of life from my heart.
                            This small new orb dominates and controls,
                            Handmaiden of Odin.
 
                            Yet I shall prevail in destroying the invader
                            That seeks to be a new boarder in my world,
                            Confident that it shall not create a new order.
                              
                            The fight is on, a victory to be won
                            Although alone, I raise my hoe and strike the foe.
                            Lifting my voice to the Son who reigns over the enemy
                            I put an end to the tendency to doubt that life will prevail.