Dee Hudson Poet Verse

Walking In the Valley of the Dead

I've walked in the valley of the shadow of death
I've known the fever of the last strongest breath
I've felt the dirtiest dust rise up between my toes
I've smelled it's rancid stench deep within my nose
I've felt the rotten reaper riding on my sagging shoulder
He felt so very heavy, like an over-sized boulder
I've met the sickness that was buried deep within my head
I've heard the voices of the walking, waking and wailing dead
Yeah, I've walked in the vision of the valley of my death
But I no longer have to trudge among those living on their last breath
I took my walk through the stinking valley
At the end of my walk, I'm still alive
And every single day since
I continue to survive!

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Steven Cooke August 5, 2011 at 2:29 PM a dark poem, but it is `well written, and evokes grave images, a poets duty done well done , so this is good poetry and i like it.