Some call them zombies,
some call them walkers,
some call them even empties,
some call them simply fans,
and some are even stalkers.

They congregate in crowds,
some even in congregations,
to worship in their surfing,
to their leaders' incantations.

They storm the gates to entry,
with freedom to disregard rules.
Do they like authority challenged,
or are they just misguided fools?

They may drone on in chants,
they may raise nasty slogans,
they may shout battle cries,
as if out of their noggins.

A friendly gathering can easily,
turn into a mindless raging mob.
From a joyous slamming mosh,
into a tragedy that makes us sob.

Why did this all have to happen?
Why weren't we even aware?
That people were being crushed,
while we surged without a care.

Was it just our joyous singing?
Was it just that we couldn't see?
Or was it something else altogether,
the danger of herd mentality?

Blame will now be pointed,
lawsuits will look for gold,
but the danger of groupthink,
will still not be fully told.

It seems that life is predicted now by comic
book characters. One wonders when we start
creating superheroes that are populating blockbuster
movies with their amazing powers that frees
them from their insecurities.

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