Poem – Valley of Snakes

Seeing sneaky snakes
I learn to lie and dance
Among them
Oh god, I’m becoming
One of them
Sneaking around
The gifts of healing
And of the deadly strike

We shall become gods of blood
No need to utter a word, just nod
Do they think they can overpower
I want to see them try at the hour

Walking with you in your valley
I bet it’s just down your alley
And I’m enjoying myself way too much

Share your love