Mendes Biondo

Outlaw Wanderer’s Last Words

After a long ride
While the snow is falling
And your hands are hurting
Broken feet and legs
You tired and godless

After all the icy rivers
The bears in the middle of the wood 
Screams of Indians claiming their lands
Rattlesnakes and wolves
You scared and alone

After all the people you lost
False friends made in saloons
Moans of women who won’t remember your name
Gamblers and brothers
You betrayed and lonely

After all this great mess
The clouds will dance away from the moon

Bright stars to follow for the promised land
Gold and water
You blessed and holy

The moment when the tear falls
Life and its deep meaning
Before your very eyes

Suddenly, the truth

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