Inspiration Poetry by Vishwajeet Ranade

Lucky are those horses

Frekkin kings rode on them...

Other horses ran ahead,

Right into the battlefield.

With no armour with no shield...

With just a desire to run and run,

And get across alive...

To save the lives of bravehearts,

When the kings were turning naive...

Millions of horses slashed and grounded

With endeavour never penned...

Rivers of blood filled the vallies,

Tears that never drained...

Be a horse...

Strong and fast...

For warriors shine in gold...

Be a part of something beyond...

Like a story never told.

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