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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mexican Sunrise</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I was watching the sunrise<br>In Mexico when my horse died beneath me.<br>I was in Diez Coronas, <br>On the edge of a cliff, <br>With only my horse for company.<br>Stars were scattered across the<br>Palette of the sky, <br>Colored silver on indigo.<br>Past the edge of the cliff<br>Lay nothing but sandstone and a<br>Hundred feet of empty air.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My horse whickered and<br>Pawed the ground impatiently.<br>I could feel his muscles bulge and relax, <br>Eager to get on with our journey.<br>As the sky started to lighten, <br>I checked my pocket-watch: <br>Twenty-seven minutes past five.<br>Just a few more minutes.<br>Great Kiskadees awoke and<br>Started to sing from<br>Unseen nests in the few trees<br>Around me.<br>In the distance, <br>I heard the wildlife stirring, <br>Getting ready for the new day.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I didn’t even hear a warning growl.<br>I’ll never know if there was one.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">With a feline-like snarl, <br>A brown and black blur<br>Snapped at my horse’s legs.<br>The horse reared, <br>It’s eyes wide with terror.<br>I struggled to get my feet<br>Out of the stirrups.<br>The bobcat turned back for my horse<br>And pounced.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I fell from my horse as <br>The bobcat dug into<br>Its throat.<br>I watched as my horse fell<br>With blood pouring from<br>Its neck, <br>His eyes white and wide, <br>The pupils rolling into his skull.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">On my knees, <br>I reached down into <br>My leather holster, <br>Fingers wrapping around cold steel.<br>I pulled the Colt free, <br>Its chamber loaded with<br>Six chances of death, <br>Each encased in copper.<br>I cocked back the hammer, <br>Squeezed the trigger.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The bobcat fell back<br>From the force of the shot.<br>I got up and walked towards the dying animal.<br>It gave cries of pain, <br>Cries of agony.<br>“Mercy” is what those cries told me.<br>“End my suffering, ” they said.<br>So I did.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The bobcat’s head exploded<br>In blood and brains.<br>After it stopped twitching, <br>I grabbed my knife<br>And cut into the animal.<br>As the sun began to rise behind me<br>In the east, <br>I cut off the fur, <br>Gutted it for meat, <br>And wrenched its fang from the gumline.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Now, <br>Here I stand in Mexico<br>With people staring at me funny, <br>And no wonder.<br>I’m a gringo with a bobcat’s fang<br>Hanging around my neck, <br>Trying to sell a bit of bloodied fur.<br>But I don’t care.<br>I need the money.<br>I need another horse.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Alex+Garr">Alex Garr</a></strong></div>