The Swarm

Locusts

Your nightmares might have zombies
Or falling, floods or fire;
But mine have swarms of locusts
Across the span entire

Of everywhere I look and also
Everywhere I run;
The nameless, faceless carnage
Of billions
Against
One

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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