A Sunday Poem: “Zombies”

 

Dead organisms

buried,

decomposed,

turned into crude oil,

waiting.

 

Until they are brought to the surface,

eager to make contact

with today’s living organisms,

drag them across the boundary

that separates life

from death.

 

The list is long –

Exxon Valdez;

the Persian Gulf;

BP Deepwater Horizon –

but revenge-seeking zombies

are looking for more

than just fish,

ducks,

otters.

 

In the late night hour,

a tanker train

starts its way

to Lac-Mégantic.

 

By Shai Ben-Shalom

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