Zombie Dawn
We wait....standing time,
distant sound....bells chime.
Ringing twice....ringing three,
for you....or me.
Drifting fog....distant howls,
demons arrive....demons growl.
Chaos caused....friction ahead,
it's started....walking dead.
Graveyard risen....endless stare,
creeping forward....our nightmare.
Corpses strewn....new recruits,
some skirts....some suits.
Open arms....dead accept,
walking dead....living regret.
Gather weapons....discharge fear,
makeshift bunker....enter secure.
Silent prayers....deep breath,
moving forward....walking death.
Shoulder weapon....safety off,
squeeze trigger....rounds aloft.
Lead connects....rotting flesh,
creeping fall....repeating death.
Rising sun....ammo low,
walking dead....numbers grow.
Dead outnumber....living inside,
walls collapse....cannot hide.
Rifles spewing....final round,
backing up....corner bound.
Fate accepted....choice aside,
ripped apart....bloody tide.
Eyelids fall....blackness sets,
moments later....enter abyss.
Walking dead....numbers grow,
I've become....one also.
Creeping forward....endless stare,
soon becoming....your nightmare.
Copyright © Kenneth Brenner | Year Posted 2019
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