Dark 23 Poem by Donatello Gray

Ya tho you walk through the valley of the shadow of death
O guess what theirs nothing left
you say you fear no evil
then allow me too reveal

The things that live obscurity
I bet you wish you had that security
What cause of a rod and staff
L.O.L really don't make me laugh

Because when you prepare too lie in those pastures
just beware of the ominous gestures
You will pled for mercy while you scream O my goodness
cause it has followed you all the days of your life
And their in the presence of your greatest enemies
Will you dwell in hell
for the rest of eternity