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