We are living in a zombie apocalypse

Surrounded by death and we're mostly blind to it

We keep searching for substance to fill our holes with but we just ain't findin it

Healing does not come from slightly skewed repetition of failed cures

This just in-even our best attempts won't work

When it comes to our own healing

We are failures

All of us at our cores

But no matter how many times we fail we keep trying to fix ourselves

With quick fixes and cheap lies that run smooth over our tongues and dance with us until we die

Zombified

That's the reality of so many

And we sit idly by offering duct tape to hearts that need to be replaced

Loudly proclaiming EVERYBODY MAKES MISTAKES

But there's no escape

We are the walking dead

Craving brains, going insane

Cuz we refuse to admit Christ is the head

We need renewal

Something that doesn't come from religion and rules

Checklist Christianity is handing a zombie hydrogen peroxide

It might bubble on the surface but you're still dead inside

It has to be an inward transformation for you to truly be alive

And those of us who know this need to speak life

Cuz we're surrounded by people drowning in lies

I know this message isn't popular and it's far from cool

But how can I claim to love people well and never tell the truth?

Don't get me wrong- I'm not judging you

My love is not dependent on you believing what I do

But the church claims we're all parts of a body

And I think maybe just maybe God made me a mouthpiece

If you know me then you know how much I like to speak

But heaven forbid I stand before you and only babble about what is meaningless

Without christ we are lifeless

This world is broken and we can go our whole lives without knowing what life is

So I wanna try and tell you

I'm not being self righteous

But if this is a zombie apocalypse I can either hide away or try and fight it

I wanna live my life as a warrior- not a passive aggressive hider

Life is short and the devil is a good liar

But life with Christ is about more than insurance from hell fire

The double tap is rule #2

So lemme hit you with a lil more truth

God loves you

Rule #3 is beware of bathrooms

The truth of God's love doesn't spare you from all the crap

But it brings the dead to life in this Zombieland

We can't revive ourselves

But Jesus provided the cure the day he stretched out his hands

Let himself be put to death by sinful man

Because the fathers thoughts of you are as countless as the grains of sand

I know it's crazy and hard to understand

But I'm begging you friends

Wake up. Wake up.

Wake...up!

WAKE UP!

You should feel alarmed

Zombies are unnatural

And so are we when we're not in relationship with the Lord

Maybe you've heard this a million times

Maybe you never have before

But I'm begging you

Hear me out once more

God loves us!

We need Him!

We are all longing for him at our cores

If I'm wrong tell me

Tell me you've never felt like something is missing

Like something is off

Tell me you've never felt like we were made for something more

We get so distracted by the noise and insane cravings

That we mindlessly wander into our own graves

But that stops today

I wanna see us die to ourselves and come alive

I'm sorry if this poem hurts you

But I'd rather cut you with the truth than comfort you with lies

And I refuse to stand by and day after day watch you die

How does that equal loving people well?

As long as God provides me with a voice

Let me use my vocal cords to help bind up the gates of hell

Please, wake up, come alive

Please know I love you and so does Jesus which is why he was crucified

Through his death let us rise

Becoming an army of warriors who refuse to passively sit by

But who actively, intentionally with all our might

Love well, live fully, and speak life!