breathing and seething
death and dying
bullets are flying
no longer healing
the struggle is real
this is a big deal
the plague has spread
more and more dead
remember those words
on the wall
scratched until someone fall
they come like herds
retreat, flea
grow, be
one spore
to be more
death grows across the metal walls
filling with bodies in the halls
this is no lullaby
this is survive
they hop, no stop
we fight, then flight
this feels like a dungeon
with a lone gunman
remember the perils
there'll be more
remind me of the corp
for it's out the door.
Natural selection 2.
A lai is usually seven stanzas. I have seven. They rhyme rather often. not all the time but mostly. The stanza's are also supposed to be unrelated to one another, but still stay focused on their main topic.
also Lai's were meant to be romantical. this is but that.