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A Poem About Sin: Outlaw

Updated on March 28, 2014

Author Bio and Intentions

I graduated from the Pennsylvania State University in 2012 with a Bachelors of Arts in English Studies. Focusing on creative non-fiction, poetry and fiction writing genres, I have been trained and educated in many forms of rhetoric. My passion for writing has always been the most important thing in my life. It is my hope and desire to get my original work out to the community, in order to generate a following an eventually replace tradition employment with a freelance career. Please, follow, comment, and share as nothing is possible without the support of this wonderful community of artists. Thank, you. Cheers, folks!

Eric Pelka
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There lies a six gun,

A replacement for the bible

That once sat in its place;

An empty bottle of Jack

instead of the bread and wine

That once ended a Sunday morn.

There are hymns in the distance,

Church bells chiming from a far;

Somewhere through the smoke and music;

Somewhere outside of this bar.

How far off it seems to me,

Like a past life long passed away.

A man has died today,

Though he still walks this Earth,

A bandit always on the run.

Riding toward the setting sun,

Chasing the fading light,

yet still capturing none.

An outlaw, Marlboro Red in hand,

Hoping his cowboy killer

Will live up to its name.

He plays the game of sin,

never any rest for the wicked,

Satan's newest leading rebel kid.

Where once people turned to him,

Looking for welcome advice;

Now a cold shoulder waits.

They Say, “Kid, get a life.”

“Kid, What have you become?”

“Hey, boy, no one wants you 'round here no more.”

What happened to the bible,

To the bread and wine,

To the love of life and rising sun.

The Bells are ringin’ for a funeral in town,

Maybe it’s time he join that procession;

Maybe it’s time he lay himself down.

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      Eric Pelka 6 years ago from State College, Pennsylvania

      Thank you. I think my score was so low because I made this a long time ago and did nothing with it till now. But its no big deal. Its all about getting my writing out there. Circulation.

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      Ann Carr 6 years ago from SW England

      Another good poem, Eazy E. Congrats on your score going up. By the way, thanks for the follow - you were the 50th! Keep up the good work! Voted up and awesome.