Eastwood Moments
Mortality grips, rips and
strips to your bedrock
Would you look God in the
eye and not flinch?
“Go on punk, make my day”
said the ‘Wood
Pulling the trigger would
do justice in the ‘hood
Million Dollar Baby, a cry
from Sexy to humanity:
Let me die with dignity, for
this is death while breathing until infinity!
But fear trips the world,
indictment is lack of morality
So Clint moves and the
heroine is soothed infinitely
To Savannah where the moss hangs low
American pain and history
in tow
Polite company with paid
for Serenity in The Garden
Shots ring out but secrets
will keep until justice’s retribution
Cowboys of style, into
space is every boys dream race
Older hero’s of the day,
heroes with grace
Clint climbs to the top
and saves the earthly Jewel
The way it ought to be, good sincere and surreal
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