Don't Be Afraid

Until that varmint is no longer a vermin or dead. A tall man in dark clothes raises his arms as if he welcomed rain overhead. Both hands open as if he extended his palms to the skies or Heavens above. Take me to Church he whispered. That is a Church still exists in my Town in a place where heathens now dwell. Three dark beings leave the cemetery behind a man in dark clothes. A Shiny Badge protruded from his overcoat near his top pocket. Two shiny guns hung one from each side of his hip. I know this song played in my Honor and smiles! He stared directly back into Town from just a short distance. I will be there soon Tombstone. His voice whispered into the dark as a faint heartbeat begins to pump. The sound of his chest pulsates told others that three men walked behind him. That their hearts would be beating soon too. His footsteps echo from Tombstone's Cemetery into Town. It waited at the bottom of the Hill as if to greet the dead at first. Another whisper now filled the air with echoes of sadness. Now Cowboys and Thieves run around like they own Tombstone, Illinois. When I leave here. I will leave nothing except a Town of Tombs. If you do not take these warnings seriously mister. You Heathens will pay dearly with your life for past mistakes. These Heathens that run my Town. They have the nerve to call it their own. I will not remain in a Grave in the Earth until nothing remains left to RUN. I will run them into the ground, instead. They can repent in Hell! This way I can keep an eye on them from my perch high in the Heavens where I will be for Honest Lawmen. I lie in a grave now because it is to late for me. If they do not respond to threats and warnings! I will announce my name. This is true. I am coming. My name is Marshall Sam Saint. This is my Town cowpoke! No one will steal it from me or my kind ever! I will take it back with the force of the Law before it is to late. Along with your last breath that you will dearly cling too mister. You chose to fight against Corruption in Town along with the people! Do not make me come back to Town to teach you another lesson like Marshall Dillon did before me varmint. I for one will show you what it means. To follow me down a Righteous Path. I for one have been sent back to show you the way of the Lord! By all means, I intend too. He raises his hand as if to give Praise to Heaven or enjoy the drizzle that dropped down on his head. God is Good his voice echoes off the grounds!The sound of a stagecoach nearby hidden in the pouring rain echoes throughout Town. I'm coming for you Marshall Today, Tomorrow and every day afterward. I will be right here waiting for you Varmint just like I did 56 years ago! The stagecoach hidden by falling rain continues down that same road toward Town and vanishes.