Thursday, 12 June 2014

Stallions

They ran, ran faster than the wind
Bragging the dust, beating the heat
They sought the vengeance
For the owner of their breed
Sweating the valley
Bridging the canals
They flew like the singing lake
Crushing the fields
mashing the flora
They reached to the enemy
Encircled the killer
Dozen eyes beamed into the two
He shattered with fear
Screamings of his heinous act
Whispered in his ears
They came forward
A giant bubble of blood
Coloured the valley red
They gathered again
Swept the blood into the air
They ran, ran faster than the wind


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