"Bodies"

An older poem I made. It's pretty bad.

Head, shoulders, knees, toes

We live in dread

The other day much bleaker

Each glee blinded by the need to flee

For we live in a world of throes

Ears, nose, mouth, eye

Will there be anyone to save thee?

Sclera, iris, lashes, pupil

Beseech in my nirvana

A tapestry of no tears

Each step a caress

A realm where all would heal

Nose, lips, tongue, teeth

For I am the one the Holy chose

You and your dogs in an apocalypse,

I must salvage

The peace I must bequeath