Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Chastushka

They Shoot Horses Too

They Kill Horses too 

Spring 1945
a horse collapsed 
in the street
of starvation
from every door, men in black
with long knives
cut into the beast
before it was dead
meat any flesh 
would do
soldiers came
shot in the air
the black-clad men 
scurried back 
A shot in the head of 
the still alive animal
The soldiers left
their officer loved horses
During the night 
the civilians came back
at dawn
blood and gore
on thawing snow

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