Place Called Dark Poem by david gerardino

HIS mind must be striped down.
HIS heart must be unsinkable.
HIS eyes must see for miles in
a place called dark.
HIS legs must walk thrue a
stampede, and come out with
two bloody feet.HIS mood shovels these words
into his mouth, and waits for
as answer,, any answer.
And just like the snap of two
fingers,, its over.
BUT he must get up and start moving
, cause the place called dark, nows
no forgivness...............or luck.