I Dreamed a Dream
I dreamed a dream of a horse with no rider
The blackest of Mustangs as sleek as the rain
He bore a tooled saddle with trim of silver
As he searched for explorers to ride again
For he was descended for a thousand years
From warriors and conquerors all of them proud
Now he seemed to be in a bevy of fools
Who stared at their own hands and mumbled out loud
Then came that sad day that the fools began to shout
"Hitch that horse to a wagon, he'll pull us all!"
In a short moment he was placed in harness
And forced to pull fools on an endless phone call
The black Mustang was never allowed to breed
He pulled the wagon from tower to tower
And his bloodline ceased to exist on this Earth
Ventures were limited by signal power
2-16-19
Contest: I Dreamed A Dream
Sponsor: Silent One
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2019
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