Zombie Poem....Comments please?!?!?

What do you think of my poem.?

I wrote this a while ago. It's called : "You cannot Run from a zombie."

Outside the sky was clear blue,

And the weather was warm and sunny too

But families, young and old, were locked indoors.

One-by-one,children were taken

And no adult could even the score

They waited outside-the taste of human flesh was just galore

Some tried to run but they never got far

You cannot run from a zombie.

Parliament was trying to raise an army,

Against the undead to help the families of those who sadly departed.

Bodies on the streets, fear flowing through every person in England.

It was a disease against those who had passed on-

Not due to time but because of own choice.

It had been the same since 2005

But people stilled tried to commit suicide.

You cannot run from a zombie.

Shops were abandoned and the selves left empty,

People staring and young children crying.

Children living on the streets, no food for them

Or no water to drink- they would be next on the list

They never went after adults-only children.

You cannot run from a zombie.

They were not smart nor quick,they were easily killed

But no one knew that they died by a

Simple stake through the center of their hearts.

It had started down south-on the Isle of Wight,

By someone on the ferry who stood in front of a car.

Turned into a zombie and began a rampage which started by the bar.

Some people jumped overboard.Big mistake

More and more zombies began attacking the ship

But some did survive

You cannot run from a zombie.

They terrorized the local county of Portsmouth

And the local people from South sea and Port sea

Came to try to save they day with bullets

But all they did was enrage them

Messages were passed from the endangered towns

To London, to Cornwall, To Glasgow

You cannot run from a zombie.

The fear was getting stronger,

But the people were getting weaker.

If any adult got in their way,

They would have ten fingers no longer.

Flesh of children was much more tender

Not as tough as adults

So beware, newly-begun families,

Your kids may not survive mych longer

You cannot run from a zombie.

They moaned, they groaned, they infested the streets.

Inside many houses, the parents of children sadly weep.

When will the nightmare and the pain end?

Why the children, the next generation?

Whats the point of having more children,

If the zombies will come and take them away.

We need to end this sooner rather then later.

You cannot run from a zombie.

The people need a saviour but no-one will come.

The disaster is only in England,

The zombies attack anyone when put under pressure.

So,if any army come from anywhere,

The zombies would make mince meat out of them

And give themselves a feast.

You cannot run from a zombie.

Who will come and face the music?

Who will stand up tot he mass of zombies?

who will be the one with the cure?

Who will help those who have been bitten and are changing?

But...suddenly,here comes the knight in shining armour on their trusted steed.

Riding a pure white stallion, with reins in one hand and sword in the other.

Homing from Rednal, she knows how to take the pests down.

Recruiting others and teaching them.

The disaster has ended.

England's children can play outside again.

Zombies cannot run from Emily Lightfoot; England's heroine!