Warning!

They’re coming down the street
A mob breaking into every house
Stealing
Raping
Killing

You weren’t prepared for this
Too many in the madness
Like a rolling tidal wave

You won’t run
This is your home
Your wife and kids hiding in the closet
Terrified
Crying
Praying

You only have a baseball bat
Ready to swing
When they break down your front door

You’re spitting blood you’re so angry
A rock bashing through the window
Footsteps swarming to your door

All those years preceding
Warning of this
And you didn’t believe
It could happen here.

Terror

Unbearable
Inaction at the sight of the scene
Those first seconds shocked

Ringing in the ears
Dry mouth

Someone’s blood spattered on your clothes
Then the screaming
Sirens
Faraway

Jerking into alertness
You begin to move to help

Later discovering you’re one of the dead.