Dave Alan Walker Poems

As the wind blows
Through the spirits
Of the dead
...

Standing in the
courtrooms of hell
waiting to be sentenced
by the devil himself
...

I hear of the things
That their son did
He should have been hanged
but he is free
...

In the eyes of the wolf
lies a soul,
the soul of truth
...

The pain
of an unjust world
The deep rooted evil
of some of mankind
...

A life of fire
burns deep inside

As the days
...

I lie down
On the bed
Relax into my own head
...

As another day dawns
another soldier dies
at the hands of politics
and the simple minds
...

I was born in 1838
I built a time machine
in my head
I traveled faster
...

I'm falling
I'm falling
through
The streets of damnation
...