June172011

Renegade

The sun shines the shadow of a man

Printed onto the face of his house

As he sits listening to the wind and blowing his smoke rings in the blue sky

His pasty white face and rippled stone eyes

Stare straight out to a long stretch of never ending thick sand

After his hard working day, he relaxes and scopes the desiccated land

He can hear nothing apart from the creaking of the chair and his occasional puff of smoke

Something is different about this day

He smells something in the wind

The silence is stranger than normal

On the far horizon he notices a subtle movement

So discreet that he throws his smoke in the sand and stomps it with his foot

Stands up and paces himself to a position so he can block the sun

Peers deep into the very heart of the west

He spots some cavalry riding fiercely with the low sun behind them

In a sudden movement he runs inside to fetch his rifle

He knows very well what they’ve come for

After years of sitting out on his chair in patience

His day of redemption has arrived

But he was not ready for it

Never would he accept his fate for something not worth dying for

He never believed in the system of corruption and mistrial

His heart is on fire burning any cold feeling he has

His shadow has now vanished

He works his bolt, aims, and shoots

The first rider falls

A barrage of his bullets tears the men to shreds

A sigh of relief now cools his boiling blood

He calmly places his rifle on the porch

Then paces himself to the bloodied scene

Stares at the dead men for a few moments

The horses stand still puzzled without an order

The man paces himself proudly back into his house

Gathers his belongings and the rifle from the porch

Marches back to the scene

Swings his leg onto one of the horses

Places himself comfortably on the saddle

He smiles, finds a cigarette, lights it up and starts puffing

He gives the horse a cheeky kick and off he rides into the unsettled dusty desert

The unsettling smell drifts away and the silence starts to speak

Him and his horse now running freely against the law

Now they roam, now they are renegades

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