A WORD TO THE ZOMBIE WARRIOR
One sinister night you’ll awake in a fright
To the sound of the scratching of fingers;
Don’t open the door like so many before
Where the odor of dying still lingers.
But harness your gun and get ready to run
With a purpose that’s truly tenacious.
You’ll find your success if you don’t acquiesce
And your tactics are raw and audacious.
Believe what I say, by the breaking of day
You had better be high on a tether;
A place of retreat with a stash that’s complete
And be ready to fly like a feather.
Be mobile, be wise, and don’t look in their eyes
Just be nimble and quick on the trigger;
And pray that you’ll find some more of your kind
To pursue them with unflinching vigor.
Your knowledge and skill, to track and to kill,
Will leave them all brainless and bleeding.
At last if you’re strong you shall right what is wrong
And resume the old life you were leading.
D. Edgar Lamp
www.TheDailyPoem.org
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Sunday, November 28, 2010
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