Eradication Poem by Pete Rivera

Our hearts are here no more
As flames breach the sandy shore
And people look onto the stars
But cannot reach something so far

Now our hearts are gone from here
No caring no need to shed a tear
Souls daunt and black as night
Fall to Hell as the ravens take flight

Our bodies are soft and unclean
Unlike anything we have seen
Unlike anything we have ever felt
As our hearts start to slowly melt

Contention is here with the people
It enters us as we exit the steeple
A long day of prayer does us no good
Not the way we think it should

Disappearing into the glorious dark
No time for joke no time for lark
We must realize our destiny our fate
Here and now before it is too late

As our hearts go away from here
There is nothing we should really fear
Souls are cruel and demonically black
As they fly to Hell and then fly back

Now spread the news of the sickness
Be sure now they are infected
As we see their hands reach out for us
Ignore their crys of pain, we must