September 7, 2011

the zombies

the zombies stumble and run
business suits ripped and bloody
as ashy gray death pursues them
swallowing them
the once familiar landscape
unrecognizable
alien

the zombies stumble and run
consumed
by confusion and terror
screams are drowned
by the cacophonous roar
as the second tower
falls to its death
murdered by hate

the zombies stumble and run
emerging from the ashes
unable to comprehend
the truth
the shock numbing them
from the reality
from the horror


copyright © 2011 Kevin Routh

5 comments:

  1. We do seem to move through life dumb and numb to the world, as a zombie, so much so that when disaster strikes we are a complete loss as to what causes it and what can be done to fix it. Great poem and that picture absolutely sells it.

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  2. Nice post!! Well written and perfectly complemented by the picture.

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  3. A very poignant write. I think zombie is a very good way to describe the numbness that permeates after a large-scale disaster. The repetition of that line adds to the impact. Well done. Thanks too for visiting my blog(Writing in the Bachs). Cheers.

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  4. I really enjoyed visiting your blog Kevin. You are very talented!

    P.S. Looks like we have the same background, and I thought I was the only one:)

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  5. I just love zombie poetry! You did a fret job. Love the metaphor!

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