The Gunslinger

(poems go here) The Gunslinger With his guns by his side He walks alone. Wandering through the dreadful heat. Leaving footprints in the sand. He does not look back. He doesn’t want to see the Destruction he has left behind. He keeps a memory of it though. A reminder of what he’s done. He keeps walking by day. Makes camp by night. Meets a little boy who travels With him. But yet, He’s still alone. They climb mountains and Walk through caves For what feels like an Eternity. He reaches the cave’s end But cannot take the boy With him. The boy falls to his Death. And the Gunslinger Is again Alone. On the other side of the cave, The Man in Black. They sit and talk. Talk about the Gunslinger’s future. Days go by. And apparently Years do too. He leaves The mountains and heads West towards the sea. He walks alone with his Guns at his side. Moving forward As the hawk flies ahead.