Zombies on the right
Zombies on the left
They're everywhere in sight
Zombies on the chair
Outside the window
On every room upstairs
They are on the floor
In comfort rooms
They're even at the exit door
They can see them
On canteens, at the bus
Eating human tender parts
They are everywhere
Every entry and every exit
Any direction they glimpse or stare
All they could do is fight or die
Run as fast as they can
Find a way to escape and defy
Trust each other
Fight back to back
Rely on one another
Because zombies they must fear
For they are insanely fierce
Hungry and sincere
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well expressed the state of states