ZOMBIES

Their hair is mangled and missing
Their skin is grey and decaying
THeir faces are blood stained, twisted and gnarled
THeir eyes are mad, red, placid, and hallowed
THeir teeth are menacing, so crude and tainted
THeir bodies are powerful, in blood they are painted
Their clothes are torn and ripped in places
They have demented, wild faces
With each child the tear open and feast
This new found madness will never sease
Grabing the children, grabbing the elderly, grabbing all
Their carnage is every where, their victims are dismembered innerds and all
THere is no one left, no one to be remembered
Away they stalk into the night
In search of their next meal
Ready to inflict their hellish fright
Into the houses they rush about
As the people whom dwell within scream and shout
Grabbing them by the arms, the legs, the hair
The sound of tearing flesh can be heard hear and there
The sound of their tourmented shouts echo every where
Demonic screaming is heard all around
As the mothers hide their children, and the men rush around
When they are done with the children and all the rest the blood of the inocent has paved the ground
Like a great wave of anguish, of torture and despair
They devour person after person, city after city, until there is no one left any where