The Family by Razel DaviesSunglasses as night,
Dark eyes,
Black heart.
Drip, drip holy,
Horror of driftwood.
Family rules,
And baby gains.
Mother fireflys smile,
At graves hope.
The house,
In the wood.
The corpses,
Under ground,
And plentiful.
The doctor calls,
A zombies maze.
Clowns laugh,
Down a barrel loud.
Black blood stain,
Burnt faced coffin.
Run rabbit,
Run rabbit,
Or your loss is here.
All about your brain,
Scattered walls.
The family rules,
Devil leaves to them. 06/24/2007
Author's Note: Inspired by a Zombie
Posted on 06/23/2007 Copyright © 2025 Razel Davies
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