- Halloween Zombies -

Passed the old church at midnight Night time dark, damp and windy Thoughts about coming home to a warm bed Hear sounds from the bushes and trees Glimpsing human shadows They move slowly and very quiet The wind comes against me with a rotten smell The smell is indescribable nauseating The lights of a car further down the street gives me a cruel picture Three human figures indented and rotting faces Apathetic and dull but driven by the will to kill The car is advancing by my side, the driver he knows he's seen it before Zombies love this place at midnight Never go here alone on the night of Halloween < Stories of Zombies originated in the Afro Caribbean spiritual belief system of Vodoo, wooden publican of the people being controlled as laborers by a powerful wizard.> Who has not heard of it .... I can still smell the rotten smell Sponsor Leonora Galinta Contest Name Halloween Poem Contest with Only 1 theme. 15.10.2013 A-L Andresen :) Copyright © All Rights Reserved (2nd place in the contest)