Cat Way Poet Epic

Surrounded By the Dead

Surrounded by the enemy

Walking, crawling, sliding their slimy bodies on the ground

People you once knew

Shared time with, loved, cared for

Mothers, neighbors, 4th grade teachers

Call them what you will

The undead

ghouls

Walkers

No matter what you call them they are the same creatures

They are no longer people, you won't receive hugs or cookies

Or even smiles from decaying mouths again

They cannot sing, dance or speak

Craving flesh

They just want your meat

Don't open the doors or try to talk sense

Won't hear anything you have to say

Shoot them dead, right between the eyes

Then they can't bite

No trust, no honesty, no salvation

You against them, glazed eyes

Me against them, chomping jaws

Us against the world, all those bodies

Just me and you and a .22

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