Re - animator poem by Stefano Donno

In the depths of the lab, where shadows creep,

A madman tinkers, and monsters sleep.

His name is Herbert West, a brilliant mind,

A scientist, with horrors to find.

With syringes and vials, he plays God,

Reanimating the dead, against all odds.

Fueled by his passion, and reckless ambition,

He brings life to corpses, without inhibition.

But his creations, they're not quite right,

With hunger and madness, they cause a fright.

The dead should stay dead, or so we thought,

But Herbert West's work, is far from naught.

For in his quest, he's found a way,

To cheat death, to keep it at bay.

And though the consequences may be dire,

He continues his experiments, with mad desire.

The reanimated corpses, they roam and roam,

A chilling sight, far from home.

Herbert West, he's lost control,

But the horrors of his work, will never grow old.

For in the world of Re-Animator,

There's no telling what could transpire.

A world of madness, of the undead,

Where Herbert West reigns, with a twisted head.

Commando - poem by Stefano Donno

Amidst the shadows of the night,

A hero emerges, full of might.

A man of action, a man of steel,

He's John Matrix, the real deal.

With muscles rippling, and guns ablaze,

He charges forth, through the enemy maze.

His daughter's been taken, his life at stake,

He'll stop at nothing, no risk too great.

A former soldier, a warrior born,

He faces off against the enemy's scorn.

Their leader, Arius, thinks he's won,

But John Matrix is just getting started, son.

Explosions rock the city streets,

As John Matrix and his foes compete.

Bullets fly, and bodies fall,

As he fights to save his daughter from it all.

With every blow, with every shot,

He proves that he's still got the lot.

A man of honor, a man of might,

He'll stop at nothing, to win the fight.

And when the dust settles, and the smoke clears,

John Matrix stands, without any fears.

For he's Commando, the one and only,

A true hero, tough and lonely.

Lady D, a rose in full bloom ... poem by Stefano Donno

Lady D, a rose in full bloom,

Radiant, gracious, in every room.

With her gentle touch and loving heart,

She made everyone feel like a part.

Her laughter echoed through the halls,

A sound that echoed in our souls.

Her kindness, wisdom, and grace,

Left an imprint on every face.

Lady D, a shining star,

Whose light will never dim nor mar.

A life lived with such purpose and zeal,

Her legacy forever we will feel.

We remember her for who she was,

A beautiful soul filled with love.

And though she may no longer be with us,

Her spirit lives on, shining above.