Safe And Alright For Now Poem by Justin Gildow

As the undead and other monstrosities
line, roam, and walk the streets
We enter a building
Free of the undead

Reaching the top
We lock the door behind us

We're in an office
But we could care less about that
We take some time to catch our breaths
We take some time to plan
To figure out things
So we won't be led to our deaths

We're safe and alright for now
How long we are
How long we will be
Remains to be seen