'no zombie land...only Light...'

'there's no zombieland...'
He asserted...
like the way He does...
always...
the He...

omniscient...
omnipotent...

He...
the aurora...
the glowing...
the caring...
the meek...

He...
standing before him
with Light beams
gobbling up
all the dark...

He asserted...
'there is no zombieland...
for there is only light...
and children...
and the pristine
and the white...'

he...
the tiny
felt a shiver...
deep
somewhere
in his spine...
and
his mind
went blank...

VOID...

and
the Light...
the white...

bathed him...
just
bathed him...