THE OUTPOST

Zombies guard the outpost
In a loathsome muddy place,
In a war that's gone on for millennia
Throughout all time and space.

Undead soldiers keep on fighting
In a war that can never be won,
It's gone on for thousands of years
And will continue until time is done.

In a quagmire where nothing lives
Skeletal warriors swordfight,
The clanking of blades resounding
Throughout the loathsome night.

Vampires, werewolfs, Babadook
All join in the horrid affray,
Warring through the pitch-black night
Until the first light of day.

Manticores, griffin, and egrigors
Keep fighting for centuries,
Against a battalion of evil
Ceaseless, merciless undying enemies.

In an outpost no-one cherishes
In a place that none call home,
An endless battle keeps raging on
Until all space and time is done.

Nothing decent stays there
And nothing living can,
Only soldiers now long dead
Who once-were woman or man.

In a putrid stinking cesspool
That once was a lovely place,
Monsters battle against monsters
Beyond the end of space.

THE END
© Copyright 2021 Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia