Grin in Dismay

Feel the distress coming.
Here there are, the infected!
, they said.
Wearing mask, treating them
like ravenous corpses in need.
But behind,
ironical to see indeed.

People smirk!
They are proud to be chanced escape!
I am not as unlucky. I am living here
Ha. Ha.
Good luck guys. Have fun!

People hope!
Not for the better good,
but thinking they can be the same.
Ha. Ha.

Ha.
We live here. Confined, but forced
to take up the struggle.
Lucky you guys! I want to be like yours!

People laugh!
Due to the bizarre
The walking zombies
The infected.
Ha Ha Ha.
What a joke. Taste that!
Move out with mouth cover.
None to welcome, none to pick up.
Funny…

People smile,
mockingly. But they are not humans.
A declare of victory.
We won! We won! We have won!
Triumph! Glory! All hail to The Fallen!!!
Even the Almighty almost has no power.
As these here are sto-o-o-pid.
Ha ha ha!
How laughable. Seeing this,
they still laugh and grin.
Even in prayer,
egocentrism, indifference inundates.
Good luck for it! You may be safe,
but none is safe for you.

But who have the fervor?
Who have the passion?
Who have the ardor?
Who have the fervency?
Where are they?
One tenth.
One tenth is enough,
to move My heart, to win this war.
To end this isolation…