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I look out to the ocean blue,
And though our numbers still are few,
We are all survivors now.
Twelve years ago was the first attack,
At first humanity failed to fight back;
'Twas our failure – and how!
The first wave hit the shores of LA,
And went unnoticed for many days,
Under the guise of gang violence.
We weren't anywhere near, of course,
So we didn't see the coming force,
Though we were prepared and tense.
Soon, however, it became apparent
That our initial thoughts were errant,
And the wildfire would not soon end.
Of course no one believed us at first,
But we knew that ahead was the worst,
So we swiftly prepared to defend.
We bought some land off the coast of Maine,
And though it brought our neighbors disdain,
We prepared a fortress for our protection.
We made every protection at our command,
Turrets and walls and farmable land
All passing our endless inspection.
The virus spread through the deadly bite,
And we knew that we were right
Though again our warnings were ignored.
But soon it was an epidemic,
And opinions were all quite polemic.
We got more weapons and continued to hoard.
Soon it could no longer be contained,
And still the government's ignorance feigned
Kept people believing there was no danger.
And then that day with the calm breeze,
We saw someone walking by the trees,
Unrecognized, an unusual stranger,
With rotting flesh, flies and disease,
Weak in the arms with buckling knees,
And I said, “Go get the rifle.”
Had it gotten this far? We'd hoped for more warning.
But that was the first perilous morning,
Telling us this was no trifle.
Last minute preparations had to be bought
So necessities wouldn't later be sought;
Food and vehicles of all kinds.
The virus spread even faster,
Until no one could deny the total disaster.
We took in those able we could find.
Two dozen people willing to serve,
And though we were all losing our nerve,
We kept each other safe and sane.
Thousands dead across the nation,
We kept track of the local news station.
This truly was the zombie's reign.
The military was overpowered,
All their resources quickly scoured,
And vigilant law quickly took power.
Soon millions were either dead or taken,
And the powers admitted being mistaken
All too late, past the eleventh hour.
Soon there were fewer alive than not,
And we were all feeling distraught,
As we knew the worst was ahead.
After four years of survival we were ready.
We prepared to leave, our preparation steady.
Time to go fill zombies with lead.
Across the nation our mission went;
To survivors our help was lent,
And new communities were slowly founded.
Now we're here at our mission's end;
The survivors' lives can finally mend.
The glorious sound of victory has sounded.
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When I first saw "A poem about a zombie apocalypse" I thought... "OMFG! NO ****ING WAY!"
At the end of the poem I thought "OMFAWESOMEG! NO ****ING AWESOME WAY!"
It was about time! A poem about zombies!
Congratulations! It's your work is full of awesome awesomeness, I declare you Awesoman, king of the awesome poems.
Holy crap! If I could write that good, I'd...I'd...write really good! It's like somebody took all the awsome in the world, rolled it up into a poem, and sprinkled some zombies on top!
My only concern is that even if the government said "everythings fine", I think most people would still freak the hell out. Look at this Swine Flu epidemic! It's so awful! It's terrifying and dangerous! It's freaking harmless! SAAAAVE MEEEE!
People die every day from NON-swine flu. And Cancer. And Malaria. And a bajillion other things. 12 is a very small number. And many many many many people have had it and been fine. The news just doesn't report that. If I were you, I'd be much more worried about suddenly getting brain cancer than getting swine flu, because
a: brain cancer kills many more people every year
b: brain cancer is more likely to kill you
c: more people have the ability to get brain cancer (people with good immune systems get skipped over by swine flu)
d: We don't have a cure for brain cancer. Not true with swine flu. It's just another flu.
People die every day from NON-swine flu. And Cancer. And Malaria. And a bajillion other things. 12 is a very small number. And many many many many people have had it and been fine. The news just doesn't report that. If I were you, I'd be much more worried about suddenly getting brain cancer than getting swine flu, because
a: brain cancer kills many more people every year
b: brain cancer is more likely to kill you
c: more people have the ability to get brain cancer (people with good immune systems get skipped over by swine flu)
d: We don't have a cure for brain cancer. Not true with swine flu. It's just another flu.
That doesn't make Swine Flue harmless though. It's already killed hundreds of people in Mexico. Sure, there's worse things but it doesn't mean Swine flue isn‘t a threat at all.
But I will say that the media, as always, has blown things way out of proportion.
That doesn't make Swine Flue harmless though. It's already killed hundreds of people in Mexico. Sure, there's worse things but it doesn't mean Swine flue isn‘t a threat at all.
But I will say that the media, as always, has blown things way out of proportion.
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To be completely honest, it felt a little disjointed to me. Your triplet lines really didn't adhere to a regulated syllable count, and I feel that the poem's rhythm could be improved by doing so. However, that would require changes to a lot of the words, so feel free to not do it for the sake of your personal vision.
Hell, I seem to be the only one on this issue, so it doesn't seem to really be a problem to your audience.
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