Cowboys And Indians Poem by Black Rabbit

Cowboys And Indians

Rating: 5.0


This is an easy one for me, because when I grew up, (someday I'll grow up) I wanted to live in the time of cowboys and indians. I wanted to be a gun-slinger really bad. Pulling my twin shooters, taking down people with my hot steel and not caring who they were.
When I was young I could see myself, with my spurs and my horse, and my cowboy boots, and hat. Riding out onto the plains. Only stopping to bunk for the night. Living under the big sky and doing what I want, when I want, with who I want.
Yeah, that would be the life.... I could see it all.

Big dreams for a indian kid, growing up on the Fort Berthold Indian Reservation in North Dakota. Until I realized that the indian was the 'bad guy' An American Indian growing up wanting to be a cowboy, isn't an uncommon thing.
But I'm a lucky one I've realized that I'm an Indian and I wouldn't want to be anything else. And I've also learned that there are no 'bad guys' or 'good guys'
but there are Cowboys and Indians

Blackrabbit

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Charles Darkly 28 January 2012

This was incredible. I agree, I'm an Indian and wouldn't want to be anything else. :)

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Scott Daniels 27 March 2009

well put. I like the message you're putting out there, however the layout seems more like a story rather than a poem

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