Buzzards soar above rotten, putrid corpse
Corpse rises when beckoned by undead life
Rising heat liquefies feverish thought
Sickness takes hold with fever and cold sweat
Sweat pours from flushed face of fleeing humans
Humans have no predators, save themselves
Predators stalk prey, satiate hunger
Prey, carnivorous afterthoughts of meals
A meal of flesh, fine dining for buzzards
Buzzards soar above rotten, putrid corpse
