The Devil and the Cowboys

The Devil and The Cowboys Off in the distance you could see the clouds forming a blanket of white on a canvas of blue the wind was beginning to give birth to some devils and what was to come only hardened men knew "cut loose the horses" let them run wild we'll get them all later when the storm has passed through they'll be safe in the canyon the ones that aren't broken the devil is coming and the sky still showed blue lock down the horse barns and lock up the cattle the wind is beginning it'll be here real soon out in the desert when the wind starts to howling it'll bring up the dust and it'll block out the moon The temperature dropped and the sky had changed colour the blue was now gone it was now kind of grey the clouds were still forming you could see there behind them a funnel of black the devil at play once it gets going nothing can save you get inside fast and hunker down low there's a silence so eerie before the train rumble that only the older cowboys do know put out the fire get low and stay hidden the devils at play and he'll tear you apart the wind is his plaything and you'll be his victim he'll skin you alive and he'll rip out your heart the horses run wild some may not make it others will live as they make for the caves those we have broken are at the mercy of nature we'll know once we're done just how many we saved the wall of sand hit hard a black sheet of horror you could hear it outside as it ripped at the wall back in the corner the young cowboys were shaking the old one's stood guard against the devil's strong call for hours it raged and it tore at the building sand getting in where the building  gave way nobody spoke until early next morning they just sat and watched the devil at play silence, just silence meant the storm was now over the door was thrown open the devastation was seen the corral was empty but, for two wild turkeys and there was a single dead horse where the stable had been the devil spoke loudly he sent quite a message the horses are mine they run wild and run free i'll keep the storms coming this was the fourth in a decade leave them to run or you'll all deal with me the old cowboys looked round and they took in the damage lit up a fire and said thank god we're alive we've made it through four and we'll rebuild even stronger if we ever can hope to get through storm number five the will of a cowboy and the will of the devil one is much stronger it's as strong as the land the devil will fight you it's just in his nature but, the cowboy will win because he's part of the land