The Trojan Horse

Once is gust a knell, Shuddered a colt Shattered his mane athwart His wafting soul a shaft of fear Like a sprout! Staggering in frisson A gladiator, reined him in prison His body, an etched pigeon Under the lashing ribbon Long time went on and on As trained and brisk as Trojan Until in one grim morn He was left alone, forlorn. Then, a shadow of hippogriff Scratched his hoof so stiff, Captured him by defeat. Hey… my coy horse, an orphan, Still flutter in this repellent Lagoon, while Poseidon Is himself drowned.