Sound of alarm

Played

On dried bones

By the wind

Cacophony of hollow sounds

All lost in empty skulls



And craters only

Will remain

Unhealed by life

Packs of hungry bloodthirsty beasts

Will eat the rotting scraps

Of human flesh



I am alive

I'm simply

Still

Here

Living in pain

Dying

With no future

Chance

Shelters full of

Survivors

Places

Where to survive

Means to kill

- Cannibalism -

Grey gloomy hue

Of bony faces

Look at me

At your future

Look at your

Concrete

Grave.