Out in the sun
For one of them is the end of the road
Confident he opens the door
Driven by his undisputed resolve
Polished boots, immaculate overall
His presence was enough to mute the hall.
“It’s already been settle, at noon, blood will spill.”
You could hear people shouting
Placing their bets on someone else fate.
A whisky shot to soothe the tongue
Another one to gain control
“Come on you bastard, don’t make me wait too long.”
With restless fingers, blowing up smoke
One of the duelers was already out in the sun.
Walking slowly, hat in hand
Leaving his den of vice behind, toothless Jim spat
Pistol in his pocket, he never abided any law
At the sound of the clock
One of the two will leave this forsaken land.
Death wandered around the curve
Not even a whisper could be heard
Temptation road gets crowded
While lady luck danced with the damned
Facing each other
Without saying a word
One of the duelers takes out his gun
One shot followed another, you can only fear the worst.
A single drop nurtured the parched soil
Lady luck knew before hand on whose shoulder she must lean on
Without any remorse, one bullet went on through
It’s time for one of them to pay his dues.
The badge on his overall shone in the sun
His days as the strong arm of the law are gone
Where he’s heading we surely know
Once again the devil lost
He took one of his own.
About the Creator
Giovanni Profeta
Swimming through life one stroke at a time.
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