Play With the Bull Get the Horn
Play with the Bull !
Get the Horn !
Dominate males, old Bulls, – lose it, banished.
Majour years of existance - now finished.
Left to wander alone, in the shadows of their memories,
as time, experience and space are what tell the stories
as they are trying to find new and different ways
to live, to survive, to fill their end days.
Heads held high !, life’s meaning never diminished.
Majour years of existance – not quite finished.
Even if, no glory, as the body acts in it’s final play
and that is all these old Bulls, take, on their way.
B. J. “A” 2
May 15th 2004
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