Zombies don’t make news anymore. Hearing about them eating brains is such a bore. Filming undead hordes for movies is such a chore. Zombies don’t make the headlines anymore.
Zombies just eat blood and guts That is delivered from Braindead food trucks. Zombies now eat brains from cans And no zombies movies ever show during the Cannes.
Zombies are just yesterday’s news, Because everyone’s high on hearing vampires singing the blues. When you see a zombie, you just shake its hand Instead of running the other direction as fast as you can.
Zombies don’t get shown on the telly As they are all perfumed so they are not smelly So they can grab applications and jobs Instead of plaguing the city in oversized mobs.
Zombies are now the dominant population As there is no longer any fascination About a group of corpses taking college courses. Zombies just don’t get the six ‘o clock spotlight anymore.
Zombies are now the movie stars Who now frequent malls, offices, and bars. Zombies are now a fact of life As I even know a friend who has zombie kids and a wife.
Zombies are now casually walking So there is usually no point in talking About a zombie who got elected city mayor Who doesn’t promote stalking and terror.
So zombies are not stalking people So even an op-ed piece is feeble In getting the people excited about the walking dead. There are no zombie hate crimes Because the zombie onslaught times Are over and done with as six month old bread. So there’s no point anyway And it’s illegal anyway To make your friendly neighborhood zombie Full of hot .45 lead.
Moving in slow motion Discrediting the old notion Standing still hands on the window sill Feeling the vibrations Within the walls Watching opinions clashing As Deafening as horns blaring No decision can be made here
Dusk to Dawn to Dusk The same noise Over and over again Oblivious of the wallflower The self appointed refree Now as invisible and the paint beneath the wallpaper. Who is in the right, here?
Silence, I say quietly Silence, I shout more loudly We're in an insomnic haze Arguing over what we know not They've made us mindless, Zombies living on lies. Wake Up!
It’s unstoppable. Rushing, water plays her flute; All become zombies!
Right now verdant, beautiful state of Kerala, in South India is in the grip of swirling flood waters like never before (in recent times) Land slides,deaths and destructions are rampant..This water rich state is flummoxed by this backlash
I confess I’m addicted to my phone My observations tell me I’m not alone For when you venture out it’s plain to see The majority of us are glued to our screens
Whether on the tube or pushing a pram We all have devices in our hands Surfing the net or social networking Everyone obsessed with being plugged in
It’s getting so bad even in company We’re not fully there as we view our screens And now there are warnings from TFL Not to fall down escalators as a result of this swell
In checking our messages, writing posts Face to face interaction up in smoke We’d rather be alone in the cyber world Than engaging in reality with other boys and girls
It is an epidemic that’s spreading extremely fast Thus it seems that human contact could become a thing of the past No need to leave the house anymore When everything can be ordered and delivered to your door
A society of zombies isolated could we become If we don’t down devices and venture out into the scrum And mingle with other beings physically there Where we can look them in the eye and maintain that stare
Connecting on a basic level without the aid of WiFi And concentrating on each other instead of being distracted by Notifications and little beeps Incoming communication that never sleeps
And keeps you up all night as your brain just can’t switch off From all the incessant stimuli we’re inundated with Time to give it a rest, take a break just for a while Look up from your laptops and perhaps give someone a smile
Watch where you are going, don’t get yourself run over Be present in the moment and you hopefully won’t fall over Have a coffee with someone instead of instant messaging Regard the world around you taking note of everything
Don’t zone out and go into a solitary trance Assemble your tribe, spin some tunes, have a little dance Limit your time on the World Wide Web Grab yourself a hottie and get jiggy with them instead
I’m talking to myself As well as anyone else Your family and chums are precious And deserve nothing less
Than your undivided attention For one day there’ll come a time When perhaps they’re no longer around And you regret being online.