Tuesday, November 06, 2012

Dusk comes to the Gun-Wielder

With the last remnant of a misplaced manhood in his hand, the boy, now a man, blows with the wind to reap the pastures of kinder men. A bag-full of sorrow has turned to hate, and dreams of better days have gone astray. Invited by the Dusk to follow the slumber of the Sun, never to see it rise again. Here walks a man with a handful of wrong choices and a heart buried in the dust. Peace be with you Gun-Wielder, Son of Shadows...

9 comments:

Firas Momani said...

I'm always a fan of your journey to enlightenment. I'm happy to be witness. Great work!

Lubomir said...

Thanks Firas, most worthy of men. The sentiment is reciprocal!

Andrea Fernandez said...

Too cool Lubomir...way too cool.

Andrea Fernandez said...

I mean that in a good way!!!

Lubomir said...

Haha, thanks Andrea, I definitely take that as a compliment

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Trevor Spencer said...

This is soooo good man! do you have any prints available? i would love to get some sweet lubo art up on the wall!

Favela said...

wow, sir. as always. wow.