
I love Tarantino's work, so this is an ode to his latest work. The poem is partly free-verse, but partly rhyme. Its not my usual style but I feel it works.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Suspense/Western - Words: 131 - Published: 01-24-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3094975
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A man in chains, merely livestock
stripped of his life, emotions taboo.
Shrouded in a sheet, nothing more than cattle.
his life forfeit, a horse destined to be glue.
Destiny was his savior, a stranger in the night
a purchaser, a dentist, a man with a proper flair.
this pale skinned dental worker, but in truth..
a purpose only to rescue this chained man in despair.
A smooth transaction, if not for his captors.
arrogance only makes way to lead
a horse and man, dropped to the ground as if fleas.
another man in anguish but another missing a head.
An unsavory transaction by the worker of teeth.
An unshackling of chains, emotions overflow.
Whisked away in the night by his savoir in white
once tarnished, born anew, his name⦠Django.
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