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Le Zombie, v. 4, issue 12, whole no. 47, May-June 1942
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ZOMBIE Out of the earth that covered me, Streaked and pitted from heel to poll, I burst, to shuffle eagerly In pursuit of my errant soul. But halted now my questing dance, I cannot moan nor cry aloud; Echoing thru my voodoo trance The Master calls. My head is bowed. Past row on row of empty biers, All staring-eyed, and mould-arrayed, I haste to toil thru voidfull years With other slaves that He has made. Nor can the eons liberate -- Full charged with punishment my scroll; No longer captain of my fate, I am a Thing without a soul. Al Ashley
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ZOMBIE Out of the earth that covered me, Streaked and pitted from heel to poll, I burst, to shuffle eagerly In pursuit of my errant soul. But halted now my questing dance, I cannot moan nor cry aloud; Echoing thru my voodoo trance The Master calls. My head is bowed. Past row on row of empty biers, All staring-eyed, and mould-arrayed, I haste to toil thru voidfull years With other slaves that He has made. Nor can the eons liberate -- Full charged with punishment my scroll; No longer captain of my fate, I am a Thing without a soul. Al Ashley
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