Adino

 Adino

 There’s a full moon outside

Overlooking, overlooking the town that once was.

Story goes there were two teenagers

Who rode off into the night

To explore the boundaries of their hometown.

The horses they rode

Steered them away from their path,

Led them to a lake,

Where they skinny dipped for awhile.

The horses they got frightened

From their laughs, from their cries,

And ran away into the night.

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The papers they said

The horses reappeared in town

With no riders on their back.

The parents of the kids, the local police

Retraced the steps that led

Back to the shimmering waters of the lake,

While the townspeople could do nothing but wait.

cowboy horse

This cowboy is contemplating

The last of the population,

Wherever they may have roamed.

Adino is no longer their home.

A lost world with no name.

It simply vanished into thin air.

And as a ghost rises from the mist,

This cowboy turns and rides into the darkness.

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Two days passed and still

There was no sight of anyone.

No horses, no parents, no police, no kids.

It was as though, the Earth swallowed them up whole.

Fearing the worst,

The townspeople packed up their belongings,

Their kids, their families,

And rode away with no intention to retreat.

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All the while, speculation and no answers

Pondered their lost souls.

It was obvious one of the kids died,

But was it an accident or was it murder,

And what happened to the others

No one really knows.

The last of the population of Adino

Saw a white figure floating into town,

And in an instant a fire burned it to the ground.

The question still remains unclear

Who destroyed Adino and why the mystery.

cowboy horse

This cowboy is contemplating

The last of the population.

Wherever they may have roamed,

Adino is no longer their home.

A lost world with no name.

It simply vanished into thin air,

And as a ghost rises from the mist,

This cowboy turns and rides into the darkness.

There’s a full moon out tonight.

It radiates the only source of light.

The stone cold ground is the only path

That leads out beyond the lost, forgotten town,

And the people from the north country

Are nowhere to be found.

Adino.

Adino.

cowboy horse

This cowboy is contemplating

The last of the population

Wherever they may have roamed,

Adino is longer their home.

A lost world with no name.

It simply vanished into thin air,

And as a ghost rises from the mist,

This cowboy turns and rides into the darkness.

 

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