In The Walking Dead spinoff, they live in New Babylon,
Feels like a parallel for what bullshit this planet is on.
The Antichrist Spirit, you can feel it flows through people,
When it's my time to go, please don't return me for a sequel.
Politicians conjure demons for their evil decisions,
God will bring a sword and smite without permissions.
Hope can never be lost, faith uplifts the ones in sorrow,
Constantly praying for change and a better tomorrow.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Online) - Published: October 5th, 2026 11:21
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