by Abubakr Elbasha
Let it be known to all that the fallacy has been wrongfully preceived,
The prophecies foretold to us through movie theaters and T.V screens
About a zombie apocalypse filed under ‘myths’ in our minds are all too true,
They have infiltrated our societies and took over the media to project these lies to ease our judgment of them,
so that they may live in our neighbourhoods quietly awaiting the signal from their master.
They have exaggerated their appearance in every film to something we would fear at first sight,
Got us thinking they died and came back to life to march the streets, some without feet, all without colour in their eyes,
LIES.
They are disfigured but their mutation isn’t due to decomposition,
More like surgical incisions, horse hair extentions, liposuction,
Metallic teeth, tattoos, botox that never lasts, fake breasts and altered lips with a portion of their ass.
Their linguistics are a tad more primitive thanks to crack, crystal meth, cocaine and other sedatives,
They not only moan mindlessly, they speak shamelessly as they march the streats with mainstream beats on their ears,
Rotting their brains over the years as they grow screaming shit like,
Swagg, Pimpin’ and YOLO, like, you know?
Too many children hide behind adult skin hoping it will sheild their insecurities like, ‘I’m too fat, I wanna be thin’,
‘I have a mole’, ‘there’s too many freckles on my skin’,
Forever growing physically but shrinking mentally,
Trying to be something they’re not so they living pretentiously,
Too many mindless cretins laying eggs illegitimately,
Like ignorant hens bumping uglies in the backseats of cars, not too many know how to hold a pen,
Wearing skinny jeans that disfigure their offspring that grow up to be masculin women and feminin men.
They turn to genocide when their poverty coincides with the availability of guns,
So they make bonds with other zombies and form an ignorance artillery,
This silence before the storm is killing me.
Take a deep breath and open your eyes son, there’s a zombie apocalypse on the horizon,
With subliminal zombification of our bretheren,
Soon the ones with brains will be will smith in I Am Legend,
Their numbers are growing by the second as the media draws their attention,
Commanding them to hand over their minds when their master beckons,
As Armageddon draws closer every day,
And it wont matter how many you slay because their numbers are infinite and their heirarchy is intricate,
I wrote this piece to give sight to the blind,
Because doomsday will be when the box in every home becomes the agent of death,
And claims every mind well before you take your last breath,
So mind what you watch and what you listen to,
Or the next inductee into the zombie fleet could be you…
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