Dead they are Walking

I really like The Walking Dead

Perhaps the dark and grim do sanction me,

amongst the threat of gore I satisfy,

condone all cuts and sense some fatal plea,

and know the end will come and all will die.

 

Splattered bits of matter gray and dying,

each fear for them a moment and event,

with birds chock full of issue there flying,

bodies curled with disease forever bent.

 

Shamble, old bones and find a place to drop,

you have no reason here to carry on,

just walking meat until you steel the chop,

and everything you love is long, long gone.

 

In the end this is what Walking may be,

beating the eaters before they eat me.

 

Reviews

[Ashira Macy]

I am a fan of the show as well. =) Very well written, I wrote a sonnet and it took me forever to try to figure out, but you seem to have it down pretty well. Great imagery.

Splattered bits of matter gray and dying

I liked that line in particular, it is well structured and has that ick factor that zombies should possess.

[sonnie ibadah]

thought provoking and fun to read at the same time, nice write!

[Jennifer Johnston]

Much appreciated, thanks!

[sonnie ibadah]

ur welcome :)