top of page
April Rubio - Nov 11
ZOMBIES
Eyes wide open, mouth wide open, stomachs gurgling,
Never having enough, always wanting more, stench is hurling.
Skin is rotting, brain is dead, pain is no more,
Memories are gone, personalities are gone, minds are not sore,
For they are the walking dead, their blood is poured.
Nowhere to go, not where to hide,
Together we will survive, work together like a hive.
Fight to survive, not all survive, we will survive,
Enemies attack, walkers attack, they will die,
And we will celebrate with pie.
They want us to die and turn,
But they will die and burn.
No one can take our hope,
Not even if they tie us with rope.
We will survive and we will not turn.
Top Stories
bottom of page