Transformation vs. Dreamwalkers
So we don't have to have a poem for class tomorrow, but Sean gave me a topic and I tried to write a poem about it
The topic is the title of the poem
So you can see what the randomness did for the poem itself, heh ^-^
Cyborg Zombies
Some guy just took a huge chunk out of this girls’s arm
She snapped back with jagged teeth and tore off his face
I just walk down the hallway river of blood and out the door
It’s full of putrid smoke outside so I cover my nose
Just to get away the smell of sun-baked corpses all around
I’m sure the things enjoy the warm meal, but it’s just not my taste
Books in my arms and eyeballs popping underneath my boots
I wonder why their mechanical chips messed up in the first place
It could have been terrorism, but nobody really knows what happened
Political leaders told us all to calm down in the beginning
And as I step over a heap of red-stained bones on the asphalt
I smile and shake my head because they didn’t know a damn thing
My car has black chunks of vomit on it and I sigh in frustration
A woman with all white eyes and a breast hanging out of her clothing
Runs past me with a giant branch on fire, towards the military squad ahead
They are trying to keep the situation under control around here
So that people like me can still go to class in a timely manner and learn
But what they don’t understand is these fuckers can and will annihilate you
The robot in them is analyzing the best way to kill and destroy you
While the zombie in them is reaching out with charred skin to eat your brain
When that happens, it only makes them smarter for the next dope they chomp down
Neurons being eaten, axons being swallowed, years of knowledge in one gulp
Firing with their metal skeletons and making their tactics that more deadly than before
I just wipe off the vomit and try to drive home, avoiding the masses of car parts everywhere
See, the things decided they would replace their blown off limbs themselves
So that’s why you see all these cars being picked like the vultures pick off the dead
I calmly pass a mass of the things bashing the brains in of a high-ranking army officer
You might be wondering why I am lighting up a cigarette as I approach the stop sign
Why I even stop at all considering all the policemen are dead or perhaps undead at best
Or why I don’t even bother trying to help this woman shrieking as she is being dragged by her hair
It’s because I simply cannot care about the plight of these human woes
And I sincerely hope that you do not judge me for that, it would hurt my feelings
Besides, if this ever does happen to the world you live in, I might just help your ass out
The topic is the title of the poem
So you can see what the randomness did for the poem itself, heh ^-^
Cyborg Zombies
Some guy just took a huge chunk out of this girls’s arm
She snapped back with jagged teeth and tore off his face
I just walk down the hallway river of blood and out the door
It’s full of putrid smoke outside so I cover my nose
Just to get away the smell of sun-baked corpses all around
I’m sure the things enjoy the warm meal, but it’s just not my taste
Books in my arms and eyeballs popping underneath my boots
I wonder why their mechanical chips messed up in the first place
It could have been terrorism, but nobody really knows what happened
Political leaders told us all to calm down in the beginning
And as I step over a heap of red-stained bones on the asphalt
I smile and shake my head because they didn’t know a damn thing
My car has black chunks of vomit on it and I sigh in frustration
A woman with all white eyes and a breast hanging out of her clothing
Runs past me with a giant branch on fire, towards the military squad ahead
They are trying to keep the situation under control around here
So that people like me can still go to class in a timely manner and learn
But what they don’t understand is these fuckers can and will annihilate you
The robot in them is analyzing the best way to kill and destroy you
While the zombie in them is reaching out with charred skin to eat your brain
When that happens, it only makes them smarter for the next dope they chomp down
Neurons being eaten, axons being swallowed, years of knowledge in one gulp
Firing with their metal skeletons and making their tactics that more deadly than before
I just wipe off the vomit and try to drive home, avoiding the masses of car parts everywhere
See, the things decided they would replace their blown off limbs themselves
So that’s why you see all these cars being picked like the vultures pick off the dead
I calmly pass a mass of the things bashing the brains in of a high-ranking army officer
You might be wondering why I am lighting up a cigarette as I approach the stop sign
Why I even stop at all considering all the policemen are dead or perhaps undead at best
Or why I don’t even bother trying to help this woman shrieking as she is being dragged by her hair
It’s because I simply cannot care about the plight of these human woes
And I sincerely hope that you do not judge me for that, it would hurt my feelings
Besides, if this ever does happen to the world you live in, I might just help your ass out