The Lonesome Night Rider

 Riding across the plains. For so many days.
  Hearing the thunderous hooves that
  pounce. On these open terrains.
 
  You can hear the wind echo and call out
  your name. The Lonesome Night Rider.
  
  The story tells of a Lonesome Night Rider.
  Who searches endlessly for his lost love.
  Cursed to never rest of a unwilling justice
   and a broken heart. No one knows it's
   true orgin.

   Those who have seen this image. See a
   silhouette. Tall, lean, saddling up. Riding
   within the sun on his dark horse.

   Upon seeing this glimpse. You can't help
   but, be drawned being filled with mixed
   emotions. A sense of sadness and peace
   is bestowed upon them.
   Others fear this wandering soul.

   On his noble steed. Majestic, strong and
  fearless. With a mane long and free brushing
  against the wind. Stretching outward like a
  mighty hand of justice.

   Never losing focus. A dark shadow who's
  face has never been seen. Shed in a veil of
  darkness beneath his hat.

  Some say that luck has been brought upon
  them. When they see his shadow.
  Those who are pure of heart and without
  sin. He will grant comfort, forgiveness, and
  good fortune.

  Others say that those who hurt. Who are
  guilty and have done wrong. He will
  place a curse upon them.
  Consuming them of their own
  horrors. Leaving them to drown in there
  own sea of guilt.

  Many say you can hear him whistle.
  Tightening those reigns. Hearing the
  sound of his spurs as they cling and spark
  beneath his boots.

  So serene, so mystical. Riding across
  the fog. Beneath the moon light.
  To sense a bit of warmth across the
  brim of his hat.
  To find peace and a purpose to fill the
  void of a broken heart. There was a time.
  
  Where this night rider gave up his reigns.
  Who fell in love with a lovely maiden from
   town. Bringing flowers every day to this
  fortunate woman named Sophia.
  Charming and lovely. A voice that carried.
  She sanged in the local brothel
 
  Captivated the hearts of those who saw
  her. The one who made him smile and
  stole his heart. He was the towns marshall.
 
  Who sought order and justice. Till one day
  he was called for war. Saying goodbye to his
  lovely Sophia. He got up on his noble horse.
  Leaving his trusted deputy to take his
  place of his beloved town. Being gone for
  three days. Not a single day went by he
 didn't think about his lovely Sophia.

   Till the day came that the war was done.
  He rode day and night eager to find his one
 and only love. When upon returning to find.  
  The brothel was demolished. His home had
  been burned down and his
  beloved Sophia was found hanging from a
 nearby oak tree.

  Feeling a wave of remorse and sadness
  and a torn heart. He made his way and
  cut her down carrying her away in the dark.
  No one heard his cries.
  For the next three days he was never
  the same. Carring a locket of Sophia around
  his chest. Just to feel her close.

  Never resting to find those responsible.
  Who shared the same fate. Day by day the
  pain and sadness was too unbearable.
  That began to feast on his soul.
  Till one day he got up on his horse and rode
  out of town. Leaving all of his belongings
  and never looking behind. No one knows
  what became of him.
 
   All that was found was his marshall badge.
   That laid next to a wooden cross beneath
   a willow tree. Where his beloved Sophia
   laid. Years have come and gone. Some
   say he still roams these hills in search of
   love and justice.
    
  Never be frighten if so; you stare one day
  towards the color of a blue moon and you
  see his shadow on top of crescent
  valleys. Gliding across the horizon.

  Hearing the cry of the lonesome gray
  wolf that shatters the midnight sky.
  Know that he is watching close.

  Next time you are alone and you hear
  the sound of hooves pounding across
  the desert plains or feel the hairs of
  the back of your neck stand up.

  Know that he is close and within his
  grasps. Riding along side you.
  With his dark horse breathing heavily.
   Leading the way across a
  starry sky. The Lonesome Night Rider is
  here. Be warned! And on your way.



                x.barajas