The Dead Shall Rise
October 30 Midnight
One by one from all graves will rise
Spirits will roam the streets
Flesh will be their avenues
Stars will hide and not twinkle
Blood sucking craves
No time to act brave
Boneless detail
There will be knocks at all doors
Dare not open
You have been warned
Death will come to living life
Take heed to the advice
Screams will be censored
Time will accelerate even faster with no reverse
Souls will walk and stalk
The Moon will smarter and disappear
Thrills and chills
Your body will feel uneasy and eerie
Temperatures will rise
Fright through the night
If you survive
Moments upon moments
No pause
You try to run
You get nowhere
Time is not your side
Tormented
Souls get what they want
It’s the human flesh regret
Dare to cross
Entered everlasting
Last breath
No chance
No escape
Death be upon you
Your grave is ready
Buried until
No longer among
Copyright © Anthony Blake | Year Posted 2023
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