The Earthquakes shakes makes the dry bones shiver

GiventoFallGiventoFall Posts: 217
edited March 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
The Earthquakes shakes makes the dry bones shiver
By Steven Kain


As a child I often wondered
If ever there would come a time
In the far away future when
So many people died that the graveyards were full
And we had to keep opening new cemeteries
That would eventually be filled too
All the fields, forest, empty lots would be transformed
Until all dry land had death beneath it
Forever miles and miles gone
Every three feet a headstone would stand forth
So that you couldn’t drive or
Fertilize the land or
Build a house or
Live
Enough room only to share a bunk bed with a zombie

You would learn to live your life around death
No longer able to ignore man’s greatest fear
You would become desensitized
By it, by them, by us
Respect replaced with annoyance
From those taking up your space and time
Get over here!
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  • pandorapandora Posts: 21,855
    The Earthquakes shakes makes the dry bones shiver
    By Steven Kain


    As a child I often wondered
    If ever there would come a time
    In the far away future when
    So many people died that the graveyards were full
    And we had to keep opening new cemeteries
    That would eventually be filled too
    All the fields, forest, empty lots would be transformed
    Until all dry land had death beneath it
    Forever miles and miles gone
    Every three feet a headstone would stand forth
    So that you couldn’t drive or
    Fertilize the land or
    Build a house or
    Live
    Enough room only to share a bunk bed with a zombie

    You would learn to live your life around death
    No longer able to ignore man’s greatest fear
    You would become desensitized
    By it, by them, by us
    Respect replaced with annoyance
    From those taking up your space and time


    This is awesome!
    Very well written ...great thoughts and description

    I can relate...

    love the title too!
  • GiventoFallGiventoFall Posts: 217
    Thank you! :) It is a poem.


    A poem is
    1. A verbal composition designed to convey experiences, ideas, or emotions in a vivid and imaginative way, characterized by the use of language chosen for its sound and suggestive power and by the use of literary techniques such as meter, metaphor, and rhyme.
    2. A composition in verse rather than in prose.
    3. A literary composition written with an intensity or beauty of language more characteristic of poetry than of prose.
    4. A creation, object, or experience having beauty suggestive of poetry.
    Get over here!
  • JonnyPistachioJonnyPistachio Posts: 10,219
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  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    Your poem made me think-->

    It's extremely lucky that bodies do decompose
    it's also lucky that bodies can be BURNED and turned to ash
    it's lucky that we don't really have to keep thinking about the dead!!
    it's fortunate that real estate prices have risen greatly so
    the idea of reserving land in a city for graves isn't appealing!
    it's convenient that zombie movies have made people more familiar with and less afraid of zombies.

    :mrgreen:
    &&&&&&&&&&&&&&
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