Inner-City Zombie
The Origins of an Urban Legend

Maybe you have heard the tale
And doubted the veracity of its claims
Preferring the presumptive safety of ignorance
In spite of the fact that night and day the undead walk amongst us
Like ambulating living dead cocoons of a promiscuous monster virus
Legend has it once being said to be crossbred
The jungles times Caucasians divided by sexual deviance
The sum and total of bestiality, carelessness and dubious circumstance
Having occasionally stumbled across the bed heads of cornrows and Afros
Little was it known that it fed on bare back sex
In point of fact
The best sex you ever had can be the worst sex you ever had
Accept or reject it, nightmares do come true
No matter how hard you swear they won't happen to you
The foundation of that facade has cracks in it
Don't matter if you are white, Latino, or black
Zombiism is not ethnic and anyone can be infected
The zombie virus is multicultural
Let him call it casual, let her call it consensual, let me call it irresponsible
But each one teach one to beware or be undead
Until we all understand we should all be tested
Unprotected sex is the leading cause of zombiism's spread
How did we get so dumb in the head
Simplistic Dumbness for Sophisticated Dummies suggests
Our underrated health and wellbeing is too complex
Remember, when infection was just a subtext
The infected were just sick fabrics in the cloth of the urban mosaic
And the sick were well just subject to be sick to death
Remember safety was first when everyone was scared of zombies
Until in a moment of weakness pairs of brave new souls
Forgot to protect his flesh from her flesh from their flesh
Then on the hush hush nobody asked
So on the down low nobody cared who was a zombie
When on the quiet tip nobody knew, wanted to know or to tell the truth
So much as speak the name of H.I.V. while wagering and hedging sex for death
By inches from the fringes of the origins of an urban legend.