On the day the zombies came, you were not afraid

Inspired by going to bed listening to Neil Gaiman read his “The Day The Saucers Came” and waking up to find Spīgana’s “Mist is my favorite season” photo post (in Latvian).

On the day the zombies came, you were not afraid
Geeks are not afraid of zombies
Geeks are ready for the apocalypse
Like for nothing else

You were not afraid because zombies want flesh
Or zombies want brains, or both
And you thought, as you so often did,
That you didn’t have much of either

On the day the zombies came, you were at a moor
Taking photos of the trees, the bushes and the sky
As it tried desperately and in vain
To hide its naked beauty in the mist

You were not afraid because there was beauty here
To die in this place, at this moment
Would be like getting painted away
Immortalized in a vision of a better world

On the day the zombies came, you checked the news
It said the zombies did not eat flesh, or brains
They only ate things that captured light
Solar batteries and photo cameras

On the day the zombies came, you were very much afraid