(I haven’t posted in ages but I have had exams.. #petty excuse)
Among the empty streets we find
Our own post-apocalyptic vision:
Empty streets and
Blacked –out windows with
No sound, no movement.
The cats rule the tranquil tarmac.
A stranger passes you by,
Just a man
And yet we will never know
Where he came from,
Where he is going
His aims, his passions
Just one more zombie of the many that
Pass us by.