Zombians

a dark tale of zombie indians called Zombians and pilgrims

To Plymouth Rock the Wampanoag Indians would travel

From hunger, dehydration and sickness many would be buried under gravel

The ghost-witch priest had a dark vision of how to help them survive

Through his dark voodoo magic he would create a potion to keep them alive

Passing a cup to their lips this dark liquid they would imbibe

Reborn again into evil they would become an unstoppable tribe

Awaking from death they would never again be the same

Underneath a pitch black sky Zombians became there new name

As Zombians invaded on their demonic wildebeest

On November 1621 the pilgrims became the feast

The fields scattered with bloody victims in agonizing pain

They scalped each pilgrim having a hunger for each brain

As the moon turned red it was the creepiest sounding rant

They danced around a fire evil spirits haunt each chant

A bleeding trail of carnage the walking dead of the insane

Spreading their undead disease causing an outbreak all the way to Spain

Celebrating each kill tattooing their skin with deep long cuts

Raising each tomahawk dressed in the pilgrims flesh and guts

Buffalo they soon infected with contaminated arrows and spears

To the animal and human world they become the new plague of fears

Zombians still rule the earth every November 23^rd they wait to feast

Turning everyone into a walking graveyard of the deceased.

Reviews

[pal]

Well written poem. I wish to read more of your writing
Pal

[D. L. Hutson]

I like it. well written and put together.

[Fran Marie]

A chilling piece ..haunting and .. so well crafted .. great desription running through this one..nice work..

[apennylate]

Never has a history lesson felt so haunting... Chilling write, friend.. What better time for zombies, than around now, hah... Celebrating each kill with deep long cuts... Gruesomely penned...

[Jacob Clifford]

I love all the detail put into this tale. It shows you put a lot of effort into crafting it. Very fitting for the Halloween season.

[Relic]

Another in a scary line of poems Sean. I enjoyed this one. I know indians have many beliefs they still believe will come about in the future. That's scary, and so is this poem.

Nicely done.

[Coyote Poetry]

Fear those zombies. 23 of November. Maybe a loco day to come. I enjoyed this tale. I wanted to read more. Thank you Sean for sharing the outstanding tale.
Coyote

[Sean M. Addams]

thanks for the review maybe i'll do a sequel in the future .Zombians vs cowboys

[Coyote Poetry]

Cowboys and zombies. I believe already a movie. A new one also. You are welcome my friend.