Old West Freedom Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms running and jumping up and down the mountains now
surrounding us, lifting our hearts and souls into heavenly
atmospheres above us.

A beautiful, delectable sense of our Old West's Freedom, a
God-given permission, not allowing corrupt or evil people to
ruin our nation.

Ready to stomp them down and take our country back, leaving
them in pits of hell, not caring anymore for we want freedom
that the U.S. Constitution has also given us.