What Zombies Wish They Could Tell You
To give up
your heart
and soul
is to lie down
willingly
allowing
zombies
to feast;
you cry
the pain
will end
but fear they
won’t
finish the job—
and you become
one
alone
of them.
Dig deep
my dear
hold
the fence line
another day.
I know you
want
to quit;
Fight.
You’re tired;
Fight.
Remember
your dreams;
Fight.
Is it better
to wander a
lifeless
vagabond
craving
death
never-ending
no peace;
Fight!
Or live
to the end a
surefooted
Sojourner
confident of
hope
victorious
at the rising
from dirt
and rock a
Homecoming a
New Name
awaits;
Fight!
Life
Never-ending
Life
Now
Life
Tomorrow
Life
Among
The Living
With
The Living
For
The Living;
Overcomer
Fight.
Brock Stephen Henning 
Oh Brock! I so needed this. I’m sure I will refer back to it often, when those “bad days” come along, those cloudy dark days of winter in Indiana. This will bring warmth and encouragement to my soul. Beautiful.
LikeLike
Lisa, and later on Easter, we hear about the bombing in Pakistan killing 72 men, women, and children…because they were Christian. It’s no wonder so many lose hope in this world. But we band together, holding the fence line. Evil loses in the end.
LikeLike