The Devil’s Rope

What’s happened since the barbed wire fence, 

brought the ‘ol rancher strife. 

He could not comprehend there may come an end, to this way of life. 

He was in luck as he stepped from the truck, 

for the message he was to hear. 

Brought peace to his mind and he would find, 

there was no reason for fear.

There are some who from the cities come, 

and openly embrace the quest. 

And join those who had no clue, 

until they came upon the rest. 

Of unsuspecting souls who changed their roles, 

donning spurs and brim that’s wide. 

Blue jeans and boots are now what suits, 

the places where they ride. 

There comes peace of mind for those who find, 

and set aside the time to invest. 

For each time they cinch their saddle they clinch, 

their place in the American West. 

So, saddle up with pride whenever you ride, 

whether pleasure or purpose have you. 

And know in your heart that you are a part, 

of those lucky and fortunate few.