The Death of the Cowboy

Poem by: Mike Florio

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Basically a reflection of the Cowboy in modern society.

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Submitted: September 05, 2010

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Submitted: September 05, 2010

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As I start to come down,

I start to wonder why,

Cowboys ride off in the sunset,

And never the sunrise;


For when my body's cold and sound,

And the cowboy's left this town,

And dirt will cover like a net,

Will his yielding pose no threat?


So to everyone I've met,

When its time for me to die,

Don't you waste me in the ground,

Bury me in the clear, blue sky.


© Copyright 2016 Mike Florio. All rights reserved.

The Death of the Cowboy

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