It's a place where the cries of the agonised
Are drowned in the perfect harmony of artificial beauty.
It's a bedlam of emotions, selfish beyond doubt,
Devoid of love, except love for money,
Devoid of hope, except hope for success,
Devoid of philanthropy, except when it's for self-benefaction.
It's a place where relations are measured in numbers.
It's a mirage of perfectness, where reality is smothered by the ever evolving art of pretension.
Because beneath the perfectly chiseled face of the human race,
Lies the grotesque contorted form of a zombie.
Living in Southern California I easily identified with this. Great work.
ReplyDeleteWow, that's incredibly insightful and a great take on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteThe only thing I would change (and apologies, I know you haven't asked and it's only a personal thought) is that I would change the word perfectness to perfection.
Aswingler: thanks.
ReplyDeleteSarah: just the word I was looking for. Constructive criticism is always welcome! Thanks! :)
Looks like we pretty much have the same opinion of the human race. Very creative take on a difficult prompt.
ReplyDeleteThat was a very clever structure to put those intricate thoughts in. I enjoyed this a lot.
ReplyDeleteThanks!
ReplyDeleteTruly insightful way to use Zombies. Nice job!!
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