For a while
I said your name
I wore it like a badge
Shiny, proud
I carried it and showed it only
To everyone

One day
After years of tarnish
the pin
fell off the back
And it dropped
to the ground

I wasn’t shot
It didn’t
deflect a bullet

I am still standing
And you are too
a boy playing sheriff in white clothes
not the bad guy in black

These forgotten realities
include sagebrush blowing
Through a dusty town
An old guy walking down a creaky boardwalk
And seduction leaning easily in a doorway

In this
old western dream.

Published by Adam

For almost two decades, Adam F. C. Fletcher has led international outreach focused on engaging people successfully. Working with thousands of youth-serving nonprofits, K-12 schools, government agencies, international NGOs and other organizations around the world, his work spans the fields of education, public health, economic development and social services, and includes professional development, public speaking, publishing, social media and more. He founded the Freechild Institute for Youth Engagement, SoundOut and CommonAction, as well as writing more than 50 publications and 500 articles. He has also established 150-plus community empowerment projects.

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