Listening to the news may trigger an emotional response. In this case, a poem.

 

The Zombie Wife

 

Shattered, dry, tired, weak

broken spirit, broken will.

He stole her life, he cut her wings

Leaving her dreamless,

no soul within.

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Poisonous love,

Ivy of lies,

Ring of deceit.

From it she drank

becoming sick.

*

No strength, no will

No wants, no needs

To break the chains,

to feel, to dream,

impossible feat.

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A zombie wife

the nymph became.

A lonely stare, unsteady step.

A living dead

No dreams, no quest.

*

The Zombie Wife no tears has left,

No heart, no soul,

no blood to shed.

Empty her days,

her body carcass became.

*

What will it take to pump her blood?

A ray of sun, a lightning bolt?

For she has searched a withered soul,

And there she found nothing but dust.

Her only hope comes from above.

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Her empty stare searching the clouds,

Her breathless lungs gasping for air,

Her shriveled heart has turned to stone,

Voiceless she screams,

Sound barrier broke.

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A storm slowly brews,

lightning is seen, thunder is heard.

Tears become rain, drops of despair.

A jolting bolt strikes out her pain,

Making the dead alive again.