Cowboys
Cowboys in badlands
When the horses refuse to move further,
And the sunset pours its gold all over,
Cowboys determined see only their goal,
Nothing can stop them listen to their soul,
Riding on back, they set the saddle,
Prepared to face bravely each hurdle,
Sun goes further down, auburn turns gold,
Nothing can scare them, hunger nor cold !
Drying breeze as far as eyes can see,
No sign of water even birds will flee,
Passing through the hills and lands barren,
Nowhere to be seen beasts or fowls of warren,
Badlands as if are hallmark of cowboys,
Nothing can deter them, no when and whys !
Written October 7th, 2014
For contest 'Cowboys in the badlands' by Isaiah Zerbst
Awarded 6th place
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