The Zombie Poem by Shaun Cronick
The Zombie
Oh to be bitten by a zombie,
To die and come back undead.
Or to be eaten up whole,
Is a morbid fear I dread.
Then to join their vast ranks,
Staggering here and there.
Seeking out human flesh,
Living life without a care.
On second thoughts,
It doesn't sound that bad.
So if I see a zombie,
I'll be sure to make him mad.
So take a chunk,
Help yourself to me.
All that you can chew,
To escape life's monotony.
It's finally happened,
One of them I've become.
Damn! No more poetry,
Oh no! What have I done!
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8/5/2025 2:02:13 PM # 1.0.0
Here another horror poem about zombies, always you are renewing the theme that surprising the readers, Excellent 10++++
Thank you Soran for your kind comment and from a superb poet as your good self it is treasured more than mere gold. It's hard sometimes something you think will be easy and flow doesn't and vice versa. That's life, that's poetry, that's the writing process. Thanks again Soran and take care and your poem Travels is the work of a true artisan.