Sound of alarm
Played
On dried bones
By the wind
Cacophony of hollow sounds
All lost in empty skulls

And craters only<br>Will remain
Unhealed by life
Packs of hungry bloodthirsty beasts
Will eat the rotting scraps
Of human flesh

I am alive
I'm simply
Still
Here
Living in pain
Dying
With no future
Chance
Shelters full of
Survivors
Places
Where to survive<br>Means to kill
- Cannibalism -
Grey gloomy hue
Of bony faces
Look at me
At your future
Look at your
Concrete
Grave.