Last Stand
When a horse is on his knee
don't shoot him till he stands ;
one so proud, a final plea
is his to stay your hands
Will you drag him when he's dead ?
Should you tear his flesh and mane?
Leave him there to shed
his glory in the rain
For when the clouds have risen
his figure leaves his voice ,
painted in the prison
of life without a choice
~ Luther Lynton Sesahand ~
Wonderful
I love this. Very in depth
Mirror
A Powerful Write
and an engaging read. Good to see your name on line. Best wishes for a fine holiday season, however you celebrate it. Yr poepal, Stella
Wow.... this is so
Wow.... this is so profound... very indicative of human nature showcasing both the protagonist and the antagonist in life... your work is always an honor to read :)
This is very touching and
This is very touching and says a lot about respecting others. I love the strong punch it packed in a small space. lovely.
Rabherself82
Stirring Write
Your composition is really nice - love this one (too) ~~A~~