So there you still go now,
So once the young man!
Now broken and beat up:
Is this how you end?

Once we were special!
Or thought so, back then –
Immortal! we thought us!
Such powerful men.

Nothing would hurt us,
On this we depend:
Invincible cowpokes,
Of the Rio Grande.

To think that we once thought,
So simple back then;
Much more so, though now not –
Surreal to the end.

And what was it, special,
We left here to show;
But poor blokes, we cowpokes,
Of New Mexico.

©2016, Marvin Welborn
01 Jan 2016