A poem about zombies
In a zombie apocalypse
I slay all who could not
survive
I picture all the faces
in which I hated
I picture them
as dead
To protect those
in the reason of heart
to prevent a fate
of a life empty
and husk
All in which
ignored my place
which sits low
on a food chain
now follow
and obey command
I know what's best
unbiased, just
and true
We are all the same now
This is the end
Can your ego
with me
Pursue? ?
poem by Justin Tallman Gonzalez
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