Saturday, May 13, 2017

The Last Walk


The Last Walk
By R.e. Taylor

He took the time to go home
Walking across the land
He had walked for more than sixty years
He remembered all of those before
Ten generations of his family
More than two hundred years
They worked the land
From a log cabin to a beautiful farmhouse
They suffered through droughts
And celebrated the good years
Then the oil came
Followed by large industry
Stealing their land
Harassing them until they could take no more
Finally, the land died
When the oil rigs spread through the fields
The eldest of the family cried
After eighty years, his home was gone
As he said goodbye
A gun against his head
And his sorrow was over


©2017 R.e. Taylor
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