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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I’m about to die But before I do, let me tell you why There was a savage battle between some Apache scouts and my frontier men And as they like to say down by the Texas border, it was a Mexican standoff Neither side could gain an advantage We both were dug in at the mountain pass Blocked by the hard rain and fierce storm winds, death by attrition started to set in Three days struggling to weather the storm, one by one, each side started to succumb Until it was down to just me ... and one Apache Then the weather broke the other way, desert conditions brought a taste of hell you could say The Apache stood in the way of me getting through the mountain pass So I made a mad dash the other way, into the barren badlands Thought I was safe, tucked behind a hill, as he gave chase I wiped my head with my tin canteen Refreshingly cool it was to me And I had an idle thought: to a desert rat, the canteen was the best thing ever invented by man But that brief distracting thought may have just cost me my life, for I lost track of the Apache hunting me I cautiously raised my head to see just where he might be Unfortunately, I gave him a little too much sight And a shot rang out, and I felt like it hit me I felt numb for a moment, but I didn’t feel no pain ... I checked my body and laughed, saying to myself he missed me But then I had a damning epiphany: he missed me on purpose! A few inches off from hitting my heart, instead he hit something that made me bleed out all hope ... he hit my canteen And I saw most of my water leak out, before I could patch it up That Apache wanted me to die a slow, agonizing death No swift bullet was he gonna give me He knows that a man in the desert without his canteen, is a dead man walking So, I know I’m about to die soon, probably got less than three moons Pinned behind a rock, and down to my last bullets too, I hate thinking about what I never wanted to My enemy has won because he shot with deadly, unmerciful precision I thought he was a few inches off, but he was right on the mark A dry canteen signifies my hope empty heart
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