Zombie Gnome Necropolis

Not sure how I would describe it... morose perhaps?

               Zombie Gnome Necropolis

               

Fear not the unseen since Big Brother knows best.

GMO's decreed safe as mother's milk and fairy tales.

Still silence seeped into honeycomb, placental wall, even elfin domes.

Corrupt pollen, dew and supernatural breath

where zombie touched gnome....

and the cancer spread.

Brazen White Coats before Congress

attested blame on Collapsed Colony Disorder.

Innocent bee once harbinger of an encroaching boneyard.

Blind science, nonetheless, dared tread on God's toes.

Debasing the honesty of simple seed in sequence and code.

Slow death fouled the veiled world of gnome and elf.

Man's own noxious mist enveloped our tainted globe.

And it came to pass that pestilence coursed through breath and vein 

when carnal science beget a living death in shame.

Reviews

[Winter]

Very good very good.I like this