A Passenger
Stallions galloped along the open fields
Of freedom and wildness.
Enjoying the wind's gentle caress
As they galloped along the green grass.
They travel miles, daring the wild danger
That has its plans prepared.
Danger's actions might harm a lot,
Yet, they are the jokes of a young one.
Danger is indeed a small kid playing around,
Unaware of what it does.
But, without danger, no one is courageous,
For it is the element that plants courage in our hearts.
Lessons are hidden beneath every joke
Fables carrying morals deep within.
A human with a pumping heart
Is what danger represents.
It is a passenger in our car,
In our ride of life.
Copyright © Sara Zahed | Year Posted 2008
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