Cloud-of-War

As I stood up on the edge and the world I beheld, I wondered how onto my sanity I had held, For man's own greed had consumed him so deep, In the fight for survival there is no time left to weep. I remember the sound of people's feet on the stones, At every corner of this city now echo the undead groans, Flesh, your flesh they do seek out, Consuming the living as they scream and shout. The world we once knew has ended and now I stand and simper, What started with a bang has ended with a whimper, We have not the time to sit and complain, Nor the liberty to sit and ease our pain. Ahead we move against the tides, Ahead we move with s