Written by Jacob Ibrag
You died only a few minutes ago. You were crossing the street
when a rogue satellite crash landed onto your body. It was instant,
so at least you didn’t suffer. Not much of a silver lining, yet there it
is. I realize that you’ve gone through certain unfortunate events as
of late, like finding out that at the mere age of twenty one, cancer had
spread through your spine and that time was limited. To prevent pain,
we took you away. We had to let your body go, you have to understand
that the vessel was thoroughly flawed. It wouldn’t have been enough to
last in the new world and what is to come in the next couple of years.
That soul of yours deserves more, a better home. You will be brought
back stronger, unless you would like to stay dead. It would be a waste
to stay here, but I’ll understand. The second option is to go back, not as
yourself. Who you use to be wasn’t enough, but what you will become
is more than anything I could explain. Some will see you as an answer,
others a threat to the way things are. You will be necessary. So
I will ask just this one time, would you like to stay dead?


Some say zombie is a way of life. Vampirism was a way of a job, but to be dead and stay dead is a statement. Its a form of being.
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Interesting poem! It really shakes up the mundane thinking 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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🙂
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Reblogged this on Moore to Say.
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“a rogue satellite crash landed onto your body” Nice!!
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Thanks haha
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Best line ever!
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it’s how much a difference you’d made in life that weighs heavier, than death itself…
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Wow! Powerful!
How many of us think they are alive?
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Thank you.
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