When I first made Night of the Living Dead, it got analyzed and overanalyzed way out of proportion. The zombies were written about as if they represented Nixon’s Silent Majority or whatever. But I never thought about it that way. My stories are about humans and how they react, or fail to react, or react stupidly. I’m pointing the finger at us, not at the zombies. I try to respect and sympathize with the zombies as much as possible.
quote by George A. Romero
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I also have always liked the monster within idea. I like the zombies being us. Zombies are the blue-collar monsters.
quote by George A. Romero
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These Zombies Are Free
Once I realized seeking understanding...
Was fruitless.
From those who abused common sense.
I did not look for it from them anymore!
I knew early in that search...
I was trying to find an oasis in Death Valley!
One might exist.
But why risk my life trying to find it?
It's better to go to New York City...
If one expects to witness bright lights!
And if anyone desires to be frightened by zombies...
They do not have to pay to see them!
I know exactly where they can go.
These zombies are free!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unique National Characters!
Which is better character among nations
Of emotional, reactionary and cold ones?
Indians react emotionally to a situation;
French react immediately and forget;
English react in a cold way to a situation.
Likewise other nations in another ways
React to a situation joyful or tragic in real life.
National characters are built on Nature, culture
That are typical and distinct with each other!
Their characteristics can be seen in sports,
Other activities of arts, culture and technology.
These traits cannot be compared and criticised
Based on the quality of each and everyone
For, they are all unique in their own ways!
poem by Ramesh T A
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How to Lasso a Zombie
Zombies are not afraid of crucifix or holy water
They hate sports matches, and emotional soap operas
Because they are the frozen dead
If you are lucky enough to encounter one in the wild
You can distract the zombie with rapid hand motions
While reciting some epic poem
When you find those glazed eyes upon you
Tie the zombie firmly to the nearest tree trunk
To scare away all the crows from the grounds
And prove an interesting conversation topic
When your friends come for dinner
(Zombies have no unions, and do not hold
With lawsuits- and they make great pets too)
Once you acquire one, everyone in the neighborhood
Will soon be out shopping for their own zombie
Just remember you were the original first owner
And they are all just copycats.
poem by Patti Masterman
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The Witches Are Laughing At Us Now, I Know It
The vampire kids all turned each other to vampires
The zombie kids walk around depressed
While the vampire kids take their anger out on them
And each other
Much like a civil war
The hate allotted between the three of us
I try to take no part but the vamps hate me anyway
Because the vampires hate everyone
And the zombies only hate themselves
Then me and the vampires have it out
Every once in a full moon
But I don’t hate them because they hate me
I just hate them sometimes
But then I remember just how ignorant
They can be and let it all go back to normal
And I forget all about the zombies
Cause I have no sympathy for self loathing
poem by Dan Walters
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Was It Worth It?
(tennant/lowe)
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Well I dont know why I was dreaming about you
But I do know that I was dancing without you
Then you smiled, and I was lost
You fall in love, why count the cost?
All I gave to you
All you made me do
I react when I hear people ask
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth living for
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth giving more
If Id had my way this would have happened much sooner
But until that day it was only a rumour
All at once you changed my life
And led me in to paradise
Where I had to do
What I wanted to
I react when I hear people ask
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth living for
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth giving more
I reserve the right to live
My life this way, and I dont give
A damn when I hear people say
Ill pay the price that others pay
cause its worth it
Yes its worth living for
cause its worth it
Yes its worth living for
All I gave to you
All you made me do
I react when I hear people ask
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth living for
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth giving more
And I reserve (what? )
The right to live (where? )
My life this way (how? )
I couldnt give
A damn when I (what? )
Hear people say (who? )
Ill pay the price
That others pay
cause its worth it
Yes its worth living for
cause its worth it
Yes its worth giving more
And its worth it
I dont know why
I never thought Id fall in love
I dont know why
I dont know why
I never thought Id fall in love
I dont know why
I dont know why
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Reactions
People recognize
As you recognize them
People accept
As you accept you
People believe
As you believe in you.
People aspect
As you aspect out of them
People react
As you like to react them
People respect
If you have the self-respect
If you want the honor
You must have to have the integrity
If you want to live with a great personality
You must have to shun the negative entity!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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A Splendid World
React to the other end of the world,
It revolves due to spherical nature,
Obviously round to us, fully able,
With honesty it moves, so deserving.
Selfish inhabitants soon flee from the river
Filled with judgements, lies and deceits.
We learn in the sky, why do we deserve it?
The whole world is upon us with splendour.
React to Earth like a doctor skilful and praised,
Beginning to sleep, finding peace with medicine.
It dissolves for you in the rivers and oceans
Of blood, brine and minerals of diversity.
The sphere is sensual to the touch,
Humans do this for enlightenment.
poem by Naveed Akram
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South Beach
Zombies and ex-presidents,
Kissing cousins, try to make friends
With little girls in bright blue bonnets
Waiting for their mothers by the bus stop
Under the banyan trees in South Miami-
They all go together unaccompanied
By the sun, to shopping malls where
They used to sell their blindfolded brothers as slaves
Who could not see the desperate Cubans
In their rafts being circled by sharks
Being circled by the Coast Guard so close to South Beach-
Here pink fellows play Russian Roulette
With the venereal diseases of their loneliness:
Its cliché, but they all have bichon frises as pets,
And sing in dresses in the cabaret on Tuesdays
And live in lonely little apartments
Overlooking parking lots, overlooking the sea
Where spotty mermaids, the part time whores,
Wash their scabby knees in the salt and sing
Melodies of lost memories, to the little girls’ parade,
All done up in blue and pink ribbon,
Like packages with legs when they grow up
For the influential men, politicians and
Flesh hungry zombies, the sororities, like veil,
The tiny stalls they are made to live in, and taught
To bedazzle over looking the sea,
Waiting for the bus to pick them up after shopping:
The zombies, ex-presidents, little girls, and me.
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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Germ-Free
Germ-free parts of the body live,
Palatial fountains are like springs of heaven.
The palace in this place supplies
And the organisms or germs will cling.
More than a dream, the ones with words proclaim,
Germs combine to make of the fruit,
Has the disease spread for formations?
Promulgations made in this name are fruitful.
Bodies react according to minds,
Minds also react to the soul in the heart.
poem by Naveed Akram
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People react to fear, not love; they don't teach that in Sunday School, but it's true.
quote by Richard M. Nixon
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Admittedly, a homosexual can be conditioned to react sexually to a woman, or to an old boot for that matter. In fact, both homo - and heterosexual experimental subjects have been conditioned to react sexually to an old boot, and you can save a lot of money that way.
quote by William S. Burroughs
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Society
You will try to run from them.
But they're coming from all directions.
Don't come near me!
Don't touch me please!
They'll eat your brains out,
Because that's all they know to do.
They aren't zombies,
Or aliens,
Or animals.
They are with you everywhere,
You have been raised for this.
You'll never know it's happening,
You'll only know when it's done.
When you look in the mirror,
And see your body,
Dry.
Dead.
Hung.
poem by Antoinette Carver
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This is Delhi
A mega urban forest
abode of two billion
amused
mesmerised
restless
ru thless
insensitive, impatient people
a hapless metropolis
where everything is purchased
-air, water, relationship
a city -unintelligently expanding
where forcefully pasted
artificially prepared
green patches create awe
where no one hears
alhaa, birhaa, holee
or chirpy birds
music and dance are on rent in discos
where whispering
scheming
slowly moving necks
cooing pigeons
millions of pigeons
looking like animated corpse-zombies
holding chains
in bus
metro trains
- an endless caravan of zombies
living on credit cards
and the city thriving on loans
- heat wave from Rajasthan
cold wave from Himachal
and much more-
refugees from Pakistan
Labourers from Bihar and UP
standing crop of agents and brokers
this is the city
which is called Delhi
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The City is Short Today
The city is short today
and it can’t be anymore
than just a few blocks wide today
and the city is grey today,
grey and cold
and the city is short today
the skyscrapers,
only a few inches tall now,
sway back and forth,
caught in the grasp of a
sharp, cutting wind,
the sky scrapers rankle me today
and the city is short today
and the people walk about today
like zombies,
tiny zombies,
their faces and clothes
lack any colour,
and they resemble ants,
they wait on the street corner,
waiting for a miniscule bus
to take them out of this
tiny city
and the city is short today,
and grey
and cold
and small,
so very small
and yet, it towers over me.
Copyright (C) MMIV (2004)
poem by Derek R. Audette
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Die Hard Valley Girls
The comet came and almost everybody died
Leaving cannibals and angry red skies
Two valley girls survived, hiding behind steal
Now their kicking ass wearing Prada high heals
They have no school but they have no dates
There's only one guy and he might be gay
Fortunately for them the malls are unlocked
And Bloomingdales has super killer mark offs
Explosions fly
Zombies die,
the girls score pastime
Cause nothing's going to stop
Die hard Valley Girls
Now they dance to the swing of Cindi Lauper
Trying on outfits for Heather Locklear
Cause their trapped in the past with 80's fashions
Looking like victims from a Hair Metal album
In between the lipstick and free mascara
Zombie stalk boys try to shoot their derrieres
It becomes a killing zone in the women's section
A bullet feast opera ripping last season's fashions
Explosions fly
Zombies die,
the girls score pastime
Cause nothing's going to stop
Die hard Valley Girls
Sam's got shoes and Regie has a Mac
but everybody knows Uzis are the best
And when you're up against zombie hormonal issues
The best offence is hot girls who like to make blisters
Now crazy scientists want to suck their blood
Trying to save their lives with a magic serum
But fortunately for them that boy wasn't gay
And now he's gonna help them save the human race
Explosions fly
Zombies die,
the girls score pastime
Cause nothing's going to stop
Die hard Valley Girls
poem by Kevin Patrick
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The main jokes in this film are about big things, love and life and zombies - we all get that.
quote by Simon Pegg
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Something's Wrong
when there is no magic anymore
the house becomes a bore
we walk around and talk somehow
like zombies on the prow
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Special Night to Remember
Deep in these shadows where the creatures of the night love to hide
and howl at the moon,
and suck the life out of the living,
on the hunt and prowling for you.
These children are demons,
and they have already clawed out my eyes,
you're stuck in a graveyard now,
the tombstone behind you carved with my name in it is where I died
a thousand years ago,
this very night.
As the zombies eat your flesh,
you notice you won't survive,
and away your soul goes as your heart stops and your life perishes
on this very night.
poem by Isabella Genova
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Death Song
You call us barbarians... Eh.
It is an honorable name.
We mean to cancel the world you civilized people made.
We will simply erase history from the time that machinary and weapons threatened more than they offered.
And when you die... the last living reminder of hell will be gone.
Gone.
-Something at the beginning from Omega Man or some other post-apocalyptic movie with anti-technology zombies.
Everyday it comes my way in different shapes and forms.
Greed
song performed by by Choking Victim from Squatta's Paradise
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