And They Shall Walk The Earth

Everywhere you go it’s a ghost town
Cars, stores, homes; all eerily frozen in time
Remains of a civilization that’s gone now
A corroding portrait of grit and grime.

The plague has lasted so long
I don’t even know the current time or date
Radios crackle static instead of song
Newspaper butterflies frolic in this land of damaged states.

There’s not as many other people around
The population now husks of what were human beings
Zombies roam in droves, thousands abound
They feverishly seek their next feeding.

It’s worse at night as they seem to rage
Their numbers increasing tenfold
It’s better to travel during the day
But they aren’t the only horrors awaiting this broken world.

Valued more than gold are gasoline and electricity
Greed causes some to discard their humanity
Resurrected house pets and all manner of animals
As well as indescribable, horror novel devils.

Sometimes I meet other survivors
When scrounging for supplies and food
Others have let their minds rot; raiders
Carnage and terror are their daily rituals.

The undead and this cruel world exhaust
Earth has become Hell, and they are it’s spawn
Some of the people I have met, I’ve lost
And everyone I cared for seems to be gone.

Damn, I can hear them at the windows
Possessed by hunger, clawing at the walls
They’ll enter, cascading like dominos
And I’ll have to escape these barren halls.

It’s practically unavoidable
With so many of them now, they’ll take over
I’m going to survive as long as I’m able
But I know all I’ll leave behind, is this memoir.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Damn living dead. Keep growing in numbers.
"It’s practically unavoidable
With so many of them now, they’ll take over
I’m going to survive as long as I’m able
But I know all I’ll leave behind, is this memoir. "
I liked the above ending. I believe the undead would be disappointed with what we leave behind. I enjoyed the tale in the poetry and thank you for sharing the entertaining poetry.
Coyote

[Jack Necron (Aubrey Jack Peaslee)]

I can agree, the world is changing ever faster as the years go on. It makes you wonder what things will be like years from now. I appreciate your insightful comments and thank you for reading!

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the poem and you are welcome.

[Valentine]

Not into Zombies...but I could see the little children in Syria walking through the rubble that once was their home. Valentine

[Jack Necron (Aubrey Jack Peaslee)]

A fallout or wasteland scenario would be terrible, regardless of the circumstances. I can't imagine where to even begin trying to pick up the pieces after something like that. Thank you for stopping by, it's always appreciated.