Dead Poem by Alison Mujati

Dead
Dead rubber
Corpses above water floating
Carcass on land un attended
Clothed skeletal remnants
Streets in ruins like mountains after war
The countryside clad in blue perpetual smoke
Ghosts, phantoms and zombies
Life vanquished like soldiers at Sicily
Trust no movement everything is nightmarish
It is torture for me who sees
Even plant life tied laces and hit the road
Fire burning ashes all over like sand at the boarder
It is darkness but visible like in moonlight
The walk of hell, everything all dead