THE DUSTY TRAIL
I walk this dusty trail, alone in my thoughts,Thinking of the one I love, what has been the cost?
I shot a man before the bend, will the next bend be mine?
I know not what lies ahead, can I save all mankind?
Will mankind turn his back on me, and bring a bitter end?
Or will I live another day, thoughts home yet to send.
Bitterness does surround me, yet stone cold is how I feel,
I shot a man just before the bend, tell me it wasn't real.
If I live through all this darkness, survive all this pain,
I'm sure to find a world, with little or nothing to gain.
My country told me to do this, they told me I was right,
Little did I know, was just a political fight.
The one I love is waiting, crying a silent tear,
For all of my emotions, an unspoken fear.
This long and dustry trail, can bring death without a shot,
This long and dusty trail can teach me, what others could not.
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