Roaming, wandering,
Left in fields just sauntering
Sold off, slept rough,
Kept unstabled and tough
Riding steeds that know not their fate
Forever forward,
Bought and sold for pennies
Roaming, wandering unstabled
Unspoiled in their fantasies,
But paled in society,
When they take the beast,
The fight unsung will never cease
Polluted grasslands,
The plains they roamed are now gone,
Still roaming and wandering,
Another dead horse is falling