W

IN THE MIDST

Anyone Out there?
Over...?
Well listen to This.
The Air is cold...
life is but a Memory of once disliked lessons and Yearned pleasures..
The Streets are Paved with pain and Hell,
The Sky is Wonderless for the Sun has Fell.
corpses are What remain,
giving company to the ground with a Decaying stain,
cars are Alone and Sadden with Rust..
look at the Shit before me...it all went a bust.
The Day the Virus Appeared,
humanity it's Claws had seared...
The cure given by the brains of man proved only as valuable than Sand,
A Rush to save the world they said...
fools like that fall on their own head.
The Media lied and Fearful folks cried,
careless Minds sighed,
while Rebels and Conspirists defied..
In the end...they all fell.
death kissed them goodbye.
in a World Once was Here i sit on a bench in the streets,
remembering What once was...
gripping my Magnum tightly for in the distance there be inhuman noises...
A Rifle graces my back,
my Mental state still intact.
Here They come...
products of the virus Whom Once had lives..
Lifeless But about,
they Walk and Hunt...
No! This is No Stunt!
it is The Truth i Tell!
Any survivors out there please listen to my gun Yell....*BOOM!*
©war_lion