Fight for Peace

A dead man lies peacefully in his coffin his last resting  place.  Still haunted by visions of his past life 6 feet under.  The sun still shines its burning glare through the flower which grows from the eyeball of his decaying corpse.  The flower his last connection to a past life still sees the world above.  He still breathes death's cold air. His hair has grown out from his naturally bald state. the flower his only colorful outlook on life.  He must wait for something to happen who will win his soul god or the devil.  He knows he fucked up in life and is having visions of a life burning in hell.  Its to late for him to choose sides as the forces of good and evil fight for his soul's eternal resting place.  As the sun rises thorns grow from the flower will a decision soon be made or will the thorns slowly grow and eventually poke at his brain making it harder for him to focus on the battle for his soul.