Every once in a while you stumble across something that you find pretty awesome. For me, it often happens when I discover that my writing has left an impression on someone. I had one of those moments recently when I discovered that one of my zombie related poems, The Walking Dead, had an effect on a band called Romero's Plague . So much so that they posted it in their blog on MySpace.
I was actually blown away by that and it inspired me to dive deeper into my zombie realm and create more piece of my poetic zombie epic. While it isn't close to being complete yet, it is coming to life a little more everyday.
Torment
What is happening out there?
These people…These depraved creatures
Plaguing us like the locusts in Babylon
My mind cannot, will not comprehend what I have witnessed tonight
This ordeal glistening like a surreal testament from Argento
This nightmare cannot be real
I shake, trembling from the fear
I must stay strong
The others are counting on my vigilance
For generations it had been passed to me to have faith
Faith in what I ask
Truths and lies, heaven and hell
Depends on your perspective, doesn’t it?
I remember my grandmother enumerate scripture and verse
Words I saw promulgated by the corrupt and pretentious
In my mind, I can hear her now
It was allowed to fight against God’s people and defeat them
And it was given authority over every tribe, nation, language and race (Rev 13.7)
Are we in the midst of the 42 months of deceit?
Or has god finally forsaken us at last?
In my mind, the answer is clear
He did fuck all with these sins of torment
I must survive to find the truths trapped in this desperate visage
What has caused the dead to rise against us?
To crave our flesh?
I will never give in to their torture
I will face my destiny with my shotgun in my hand
They will not have me
At last, the brightness of the new day severs the crack
Time to wake the others
Time to regroup
Our night in hell is over
For now, we are safe
We survive.
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