Horses of Cavalry

Hour ago raised the morning sun The eastern army outnumbers the hussars fifteen to one The battle has began Hussar horses with thousand thundering hooves begun their run Eastern army cannons and muskets will discharge As the hussars push forward in awe inspiring charge Before the muskets and cannons can recharge The front of the hussar left wing is at large The lances pierce through musketeers like a storm The hussar charge starts spread far apart then single column like a spear it will form Into one group of two different colors two groups previously separated will transform The hussar charge is deep in the musketeers’ ranks the each commander his king will inform The sea of lances comes down like avalanche or volcanic rain The furry of battle is insane Impaled warriors sometimes six all at once cry in pain How could things look so bad for musketeers at those odds is hard to explain It is the horses of hussars that caused musketeer breakdown The horses that were mixes of Mongolian blood with that of the once bread by the crown Mesmerizing is the speed with which hussars their enemy have cut down And despite of larger enemy force it is the musketeers that in the blood would drown It is those magnificent horses that hussars have bred It is the speed that enemy would come to dread Some horses were chestnut almost red Some were colored like a puzzle white patches yet black head Some white and some black like the night Like hybrid horses hybrid number defines sun’s morning light Normal horizon is destiny of Gods that mage would incite So with hybrid number as horizons just imagine power of its sun’s light But that power is mind not the soul And it is black stallion with visage as deep as the soul Dark means deep and stallion is black as coal He represents the deepest essence of free unbound soul