The New Living Dead
by Lord R.e. Taylor
Endless, lifeless glass walls
Hiding the new living dead
Crypts keeping them prisoner
Locked away from fresh air
Never allowed to feel the sun
Creations of the world’s economy
© Poem – II/X/MMXXIII
LRET
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