An epiphany moment regarding fear!
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil
From the depths, the Devil’s darkest denizens haunt my every step
But as I stop to draw a breath and lift my gaze, my angry eyes
Watch the storm clouds above, in torn and blackened skies
The denizens beat a retreat, it’s then suddenly I realise
That I’m the meanest mother fucker in the valley!
Original Dark Poetry.
Copyright © Craig Detheridge.
2015 – 2018.