I am rocket fuel on legs
I am the nightmare that never dies
I am a poet and to some pride
a creature poet, the king of the flies

I died many years ago
I watched my friends fall
what the f**k goes through my head
for I am one of the walking dead

Do I love war
now let's think... Huh
do you think I was constructed
to her war and my wasteful end

Test me not
for I am her walking dead
get that humans through in your heads
for I am truly one of the walking dead

Ninety seven twenty nine
who does hold covenant to a rhyme


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

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