Horse injured. Had to put ‘er down
Now gathering sticks for fire
Boots drying
On lookout for bandits
And wolves
Gotta get to nearest village
Can see lights/smoke over yonder
Find saloon, drink, meal, gal, work?
Leave these low down ways behind
Tho nice out here in the wilderness
Air fresh, nobody botherin
Oh the freedom of uncertainty
But oh the uncertainty of freedom
A man gets to writing…
Hopin to make some sense of this
God forsaken world
Down and out
And proud
hope the downed horse provided plenty food for the villagers
FUCK THE VILLAGE PEOPLE!!! lol
I got Gods to answer to.
You know the drill…
We feed souls, not mouths