Tribute to The Walking Dead TV Series

by Robert   Oct 23, 2012

Shaken, Disrupted I lost my way
With eyes shrouded in illusions of endless decay
A world encompassed with death and fire
Where the dead come to life, and weapons are required

The things we wanted, never to be had
In an endless struggle, a fight so sad
For the ones we loved, we had to relieve
So that we may live on through this deadly disease

Infectious and spreading at a rapid minute
To hundreds and thousands once been bitten
Eaten alive, and forced to follow the army of the dead
I made sure I shot down my victims, straight through the head.


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  • 5 years ago

    by Darren


    I love the series, this poem captures it really well.

    great flow and a great tribute