Thunder-In-The-Heart

.....looking over into the mountains into Mexico November 2002.....

I rode by the light of the moon
It wasn't late, still not too soon,
Under a star-lit sky,
Thru blurry eyes of whiskey and rye,
Earlier I thought I was insane
As I thundered thru the rain,
Hours of riding showing on my face,
My muscles were feeling the pace
In the darkness of the nite,
I rode my lonely flight,
I'd had a brother till now,
We'd lost connection somehow.
He'd gone his own way in May,
Too heavy for me I had to stay,
He had loaded his Wing
Bid me farewell, and took it in stride
As we really remembered how our flesh
The night before had mingled and meshed.

Words of some joy in a letter,
Spoke freedom that couldn't be better
On a rainy day in the morning mail,
His kite came, things gone stale,
His story wasn't all that long,
It read like a Blues Brothers song,
They got him by surprise,
clipped his wings,
seems that he was short some things
Asked if I would come to his side
I busted ass on this ride.
Seems he'd found some thing to share,
I knew that I should be there,
It was a long long nite,
Then in the morning light,
He told me with a smile of pride,
Of the lady that was to be his bride.
And now that I was again with him here
We'll again start sharing our beer
And whatever happens after that
Will be between us and our hats.
I smiled and grinned when he took the hand of that bitch
Knowing within that soon he would really make that switch.

.....this fence is the US side.....further across is another fence on the Mexico side.....November 2002