The Rancher’s Revenge – Cowboy Poetry Verse

In the Old West, your word was your bond, and respect was earned the hard way.

In dusty trails where tempests brew,

A rancher sought what he once knew.

With fury strong, he gripped the reins,

To right the wrongs, to heal the pains.

His cattle lost to rustlers greed,

Despair ignited a vengeful seed.

Through canyon winds and starlit haze,

He swore his justice would blaze a blaze.

With hat pulled low, and eyes ablaze,

He tracked the thieves through endless ways.

The scent of leather, a crack that tore,

As hooves beat hard on the old barn floor.

Through shadows thick, the showdowns came,

In gunfires glare, he carved his name.

With strength and grit, he forged the day,

The rancher’s pride would not decay.