Valley Of Death Poem by White Tiger

I shall walk no more
Through this valley of death
For my lungs are dried
And i've lost my breath
I've struggled for days
I'm thirsty and weak
I've given up on finding
The oasis I seek
My vision is blurred
From the sun in my eyes
The night will be worse
From the cold in my cries
My demise is sure, I feel the fear
From the vulture's circling above me, here
Soon they will feast upon my soul
Like many before me
For whom the bell has tolled
In this forsaken place
I have fallen to one knee
For this valley of death
Is about to consume me.


C. Vergara
01.14.2010