Cordyceps

Waking here In this nightmare With no one here To silence fear This new disease Innocent pleads Infected souls Fungal overgrowth The runners charge Still human like The stalkers crawl Causing fright Months go by No end in sight Natures path Decaying fast As years go by This infectious plight Brings new constraints To the human race Poisonous plumes Of shamblers fumes And worst of all Bloaters bomb