NEW YEAR AND AN APOCALYPSE

What I feared most has been confirmed,

Food became scarce, at every turn,

Into the big world, so cruel and wide.

As to be predicted I am picked,

To go with them, and fight the wicked,

And even though unsure, I did somehow approve,

After all...is there anything I can do to disapprove?

We climbed to the roof top, and my O Lord,

There they are, I don't even know the word...

All that registered, is the foul smell of human meat,

It made my eyes water, it's much unbearable than the blazing heat.

I covered my mouth, afraid to make a noise,

Then followed Mar, so very close,

I swear I shouldn't have, lived this far,

If things will be this risky, much worst than war.

Then I heard a short yelp, one of us slipped!

I looked around, he was at the very tip!

As others tried to hold his hand, zombies dragged him down,

And before my very eyes, I saw them tear his flesh,

Like a pack of hungry hounds...