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19-Nov-2007, 04:51 AM
just when you thought it was safe
to roam the streets at night
you find yourself surrounded
by a twisted hellish plight
they're slow, they shamble
it seems easy to run away
but just around the corner
there's another, skin cracked and grey
two weeks ago
when your lovely sister died
and chased you through the house
it seemed so silly to hide
after all she was small,
only ten last september
was that your father's eyeball in her mouth?
if only you could remember
if only you had more time
to find your daddy's gun
you wouldn't feel so helpless
you could fight back instead of run
so out the door! into the street!
move quick and find some help!
think not of little Jenny
and Papa's gurgled yelp
your neighboors, once alive
crippled on the streets
each one drowning in a pool
of intestines and pureed beets
each one slowly rising
looking famished, wanting you
each one living dead
wanting human stew
you dodge a few
knock down the rest
you can think, you can scream
you can feel a heart within your chest
you can feel your lungs
refill and contract
you wish you had said no to smoke
and they might be intact
the acid in your muscles
will eventually grind them to a halt
the treadmill was downstairs
laziness was your fault
and now you're unprepared
to face this wicked curse
every breath you huff in fear
multiplies your thirst
the supermarkets open
but obviously you're too scared
no food or water for you today
not one second to be spared
where's the cops, the swat,
the helping hands you need?
where's the tranquil summer breeze,
or a moment to drink and feed?
focus on the most important
aspect of this day
your Gods, they have abandoned you
and turned you into prey:dead:
to roam the streets at night
you find yourself surrounded
by a twisted hellish plight
they're slow, they shamble
it seems easy to run away
but just around the corner
there's another, skin cracked and grey
two weeks ago
when your lovely sister died
and chased you through the house
it seemed so silly to hide
after all she was small,
only ten last september
was that your father's eyeball in her mouth?
if only you could remember
if only you had more time
to find your daddy's gun
you wouldn't feel so helpless
you could fight back instead of run
so out the door! into the street!
move quick and find some help!
think not of little Jenny
and Papa's gurgled yelp
your neighboors, once alive
crippled on the streets
each one drowning in a pool
of intestines and pureed beets
each one slowly rising
looking famished, wanting you
each one living dead
wanting human stew
you dodge a few
knock down the rest
you can think, you can scream
you can feel a heart within your chest
you can feel your lungs
refill and contract
you wish you had said no to smoke
and they might be intact
the acid in your muscles
will eventually grind them to a halt
the treadmill was downstairs
laziness was your fault
and now you're unprepared
to face this wicked curse
every breath you huff in fear
multiplies your thirst
the supermarkets open
but obviously you're too scared
no food or water for you today
not one second to be spared
where's the cops, the swat,
the helping hands you need?
where's the tranquil summer breeze,
or a moment to drink and feed?
focus on the most important
aspect of this day
your Gods, they have abandoned you
and turned you into prey:dead: