The Gunfight

The Gunfight By R.e. Taylor It was a dreadful day Black clouds hung low Thunder echoed around And the rain fell in sheets Still I was on the street Standing in the mud Facing a man who had killed too many He drew as fast as lightning A flash of light A stabbing pain in my chest I never had a chance So I became another notch And an unmarked grave Up in Boot Hill And that is how I’ll be remembered Just another man killed on a muddy street © 2017 R.e. Taylor