THE DEAD PRAY

In a world of hellish decay,
it’s said some hear the dead pray.
They claim to hear ghostly cries,
to have seen dark silhouettes arise.

The rotting bodies sleep during the day.
Only at night do the dead pray.
The sun sets and all hell breaks loose.
Beware or you’ll end up in a noose!

The dead pray others will meet with demise,
for compassion and love they despise.
Six short words I send your way,
“I’m begging you to stay away!”