The Walking Zombie Poem by Yusuf Rashid Pyrus

The minute pass by air
i stood there with my
eyes naked, voices drinking
wine for their last supper
calling their tones lames.

The hour glass broke in anger
time serving the seed of evil
growing from the internet
i gotta take a break from my
mind it ducking it sensory
part from thinking, double
dragons got twins twisting
the history of death.

Hexaponda still left un open
spiders walking with their
eyes closed carrying poisen
to inject in human system, i kept
on minding my business smoking
my thoughts away just to look cooler pineta hit the sub-way
finding my head gloeming in the
dark it might be fire flies.

Script fall while the words burn
in vandel they still drinking i mean my voice is drunk from the knowledge that people carried to be slave of the media, it all media on my face let me switch my mind
and die.