Humanity
They move with a groanClanking together
An endless drone
That dosen't know better
One and the same
Blank sheets of paper
So frightfully tame
A lingering vapor
They watch and whisper
A low chilling hum
Movements get crisper
No one tells you to run
For people don't help
They only feed
No use to yelp
They love when you bleed
Once these souls cared
Love lingered around us
Now the truth's bared
Even babes cuss
For these living dead
With pits for eyes
Care not for eachother
Only for demise.
By: Liz Prosser
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