Poem of the Dead

Grunch

I wrote this for a class a long time ago and just found out someone was trying to take credit for it. Hope you like it:

We must consume you're soul and all that's remaining,
We'll rip open veins and begin draining.
To ease this pain, I won't say this loosely,
you're blood, life's nectar will flow out profusely.
 

You're heart beats fast as you pray to Jesus,
A beacon in the darkness serving to please us.
Hide if you want, stay out of view,
We'll smash down walls and sneak up behind you!
 

There you will stand, unhappy to greet me,
With an undead eye, I'll wink at you slowly.
I'll reach for you're throat as you raise your rifle,
Please forgive us, for our stench may stifle.
 

With a click and a bang, you'll shoot at my chest,
Conserving you're ammo, will you have enough for the rest?
We'll keep on coming, we never get bored.
Please understand who is in charge of this horde.
 

Against our numbers, you put up a fight.
But now it is time to go with the night.
You're body now torn, you're soul will subside.
Again you will rise, and stand my side.