Psalm 23; The Inverse


As I walked through the valley of the shadow of death, I would fear the evil.


Was stalked and taunted by unseen dastards

And warily watched my back.

Heaved loudly in rayless daze as an idle pace approached to find

Not by my side the severed stave in reach and narrowly rest the dread.

No longer poised I be

Atop these flanks of sod as closer I was crept

With envy to elude.

Flinch to growl of dead seas rise and dash from mounting watch

To sobbing evermore.

Evade good dear you must!

As bane by choice draws near.

Hoard these oil, salt, and wine to wonder if of solitude maintain.

What of impending ravish I once took notice?

Return from never left to the cast within my sight.

Linger in my sight in halt.

Silencing to lift the gaze and bow to warming know behind.

For though I fear The Evil, The Woe is willed to dissipate.

The passage starks before me for Thou art with me immortally.

Fin


Almost every part has something to do with the original Psalms 23; Let's see if you have the skill to decipher.