Talking to Horses © by Tom Drennan 1998
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TALKING TO HORSES
By: Tom Drennan
aka: Spots
Do I own my horse? There is a question that stumps me.
I get to ride, and decide where we go, but until he's fed, and put away I'm never free.
He's taught me much, we've talked a lot, and discussing about everything.
Women, money, cards, whiskey, politics, weather, and gods, Sometimes I even sing.
Now we have traveled far, met many men, good and bad. Me, and Buck.
He has been a good companion, and he has brought me luck.
He has his ways of talking back, for that I might just kill him one day.
When I think of a way to rule the world, I try to tell him, but his ears turn away.
When I'm sure I've found the way to world peace, or cure for all ills he turns cool.
I stare at those ears, knowing the dumb beast has called me a fool.