Romero’s movie number three
The end of zombie trilogy
There was the night, and then the dawn
Now comes the day, all hope is gone!
The dead did rise and took a bite
A few survivors now sit tight
And hope for - what? I do not know
As bunkered hundred feet below
A ragtag group, both mad and scared
The tension’s more than they can bear
The doctor’s desperate for a cure
But rage of guard’s must be endured
Then what transpires on the screen
More guts and dreck than ever seen!
The terror of the undead’s stagger
Feels like a heart pierced by a dagger
The utter zombie slaughterfest
This blitz of blood’s, downright, the best!
But even through all of the gore
This movie’s message, at its core
It shows how once the chips are down
Compassion is no longer found
And what is the worst enemy?
The dregs of our humanity
In desperate times we must unite
Instead we’d rather feud and fight
Despair like zombies will break in
All ends in battle we can’t win
As villains, that’s why zombies thrive
Reduced to naught but basic drive
It’s human spirit, beating hearts
That sets us, from the brutes, apart
To stay alive, let’s band together
Our strengthened bond, no woe shall sever
My final words, much more forgiving…
Let mantra be: “Day of the Living”!!