Maverick

This a poem about a movie pilot i made.

Maverick

 

 

What started as random writing in a journal turned a pilot.

Is it a pilot or a fantasy I wanted as a child. 

I was

Jason Fergusson.

An ordinary cowboy from the old west.

But I was also  someone else, i was also a hero.

 

I was The Maverick

 A cold Hearted vigilante whose family was taken from him

Killed by neglect and buried along side the identity known as

 

Jason Fergusson,

A idiotic man who was neglectful

Neglected to pay Gambling debt

and caused his family to be laid to rest

Permently

 

So is he really a hero

or the villain.

 

  

 

 

Author's Note

Ignore mispellings and possible grammar issues. I was rushing to finish so i just wrote stuff. Not really a poem.