Dead Land Poem by Bob Axell
Dead Land
Where is it your taking me
The land of the dead?
Where there is no water.
Where there is no bread.
Where people suffer
Get sick and never well
There is only one place
Called hell.
The land of the dead
Where people never die
Ravage around hungrily
Their soul trapped inside
Is this where I shall spend
The life after mine?
Where mercy can't reach
And the sun can't shine.
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