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Whining Horse

Whining Horse
	

This is the angry mind 
  Of a whining Horse 
All it does detest	
  Is the Race Course	
A reason there is	
  To loath the Race Track;
The goad, the spur and
  Rider on the back,
Digging stirrups on flanks
  While he blows fiery lips
Aquiline force to stir 
  By the crack of whips
And when it’s over
  Jockey being a winner
He dons best suit
  And forget the whiner!
Hanging with Friends
  To enjoy the win
He condemns the Horse
  To disdain’s empty bin!	
How many times he wins
  He’ll continue in hay
Diet will not change
  Till his last living day.


JM

14th Nov’ 2013

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Robin Davis

Date: 12/5/2013 11:29:00 PM

Joseph What a creative and truthful write. I love horses and would like to finally ride one some day. The poor horse gets no recognition for the win. Bad ol' jockey. LOL

Mark Peterson

Date: 11/14/2013 1:36:00 PM

Animals from which we benefit often suffer most. The rest are just ignored. Sorry this has to be written about, but you did it admirably friend.

Joseph Matose
Date: 11/14/2013 11:21:00 PM

Thanks Marks for the super. Friend, JM

Delysia Hendricks

Date: 11/14/2013 3:14:00 AM

Awww, you have me feeling sorry for the poor horse. Yet another cracker poem from you. Keep it up, my dear shamwari with the golden pen. Licia :-)

Joseph Matose
Date: 11/14/2013 11:22:00 PM

Hie, Licia. I thank you, Shamwari. You keep on inspiring me. Shamwari, JM