they do not die ..
despite having repeatedly being wounded ..blows .. that would have
killed a living soul ..
a ferocious tenacity ..
rendered.. in all sorts of manners .. inflicted at whatever
level ..
the uproar of the people against their overseers .. can
barely be hidden .. evident and overt ..
out of their minds and into prose .. and into acts ..that cannot
be contained ..
one would expect .. that this ought to have brought results
.. bear fruits .. that they should have been dead .. by now ..
but out of an uncanny .. unpredictable way .. despite the
myriad blows .. they suffered .. they yet .. roam the streets of towns and
cities .. unscathed .. seemingly ..
as the blows ..have killed them .. what they are dragging
about .. is ..their corpses ..
their rituals, what survive them .. the ..instigated product to instil fear
into the hearts of the men-beasts, to
adore their might ..
turned into the caricatures of today .. out of the
overwhelming, all-encompassing, unquestionable prevail of the humanity of the
individuals..
a mere remnant ..a saddened reminder of their glorious past
.. when they ruled the worlds of ..men-beasts ..
mindless .. sheriffs magistrates
judges policemen politicians .. bankers .. all the columns that support and
sustain the zombie system
laws
sterile .. life-sapping combinations of words .. devour
everything that is human ..
the flesh .. these zombies crave for ..
values .. family .. friendships .. beliefs .. what hold
people together .. what makes them huddle up .. and find comfort..
the warmth they receive from one another .. preyed
relentlessly by the justices ..
shattering lives ..at whim .. wreaking havoc upon people ..
breaths ..drawing
their last of them .. the last zombie will get extinguished.. and humans would
prevail .. once and for all ..
