When The Zombies Come

When the zombies came for the slow and stupid,
I remained silent;
I was not slow and stupid.

Then the zombies ate up the brains of the horny college kids out for a weekend of camping,
I remained silent;
I was not a horny college kid out for a weekend of camping.

Then the zombies came for the homeless,
I did not fight back;
I was not homeless.

Then they came for my neighbours,
I did not fight back;
I was not my neighbour.

When the zombies came for me,
there was no one left to fight back for me and the zombies ate my brains.
Now I am a zombie.

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