I hope she will forgive me,
as if I deserve it
for my past sins,
and the many yet to come
“girl, you had free will.”
if she tells me “no” and I can’t stay, do I beg and throw myself on her sacred ground
fake denial, begging for the snake to “be my kin”
i would offer me for them, but me? She will laugh
“I told you so”
I knew this.
but beg I will, waste her time, night will come
and she won’t forgive me
so I freeze.
goodbye Texas, I have to face her, “the cowboy and the rasta man”