The living dead

We are the shadows that creep from the dark in the night.
We are the ones with the 'holy' fight.
We are the boogy men which give children a fright.
We are the mistaken that shed no light.

Let me explain, we hold the keys.
Let me explain, we've been brought to our knees.
Let me explain, our tales have crossed sees.
Let me explain, we are the cause of tease.

Shadowy figures from life to death.
Shadowy figures with no last breath.
Shadowy figures put to the test.
The living dead without rest.

Please take note, we are the 'living' dead.
Please take note, we don't creep around your bed.
Please take note, we hear what is said.
Please take note, we know when you feel red.

Don't ignore us just because you can't see.
Don't ignore us because we're free.
Don't ignore us but let us be.
Don't ignore us or our needs.

Our graves are our homes.

Don't forget.

We are the dead.

But we live on.

Don't forget us.

Lest your own forget you...

((Dedicated to my grand mother who recently passed away. A great woman who I guarantee, will never be forgotten.))