They go unchained
Running free with their liberty
Their hooves barely touching the earth
The way they used to roam
The way we used to ride with trust
And knowing it was a priviledge
For them to let you stay on their back
But humans were greedy and impatient
They used ropes around their delicate yet powerful necks
They tamed their bodies
With whatever methods
But they could never tame their spirit
For it always remains with them
They always wil remember
And they will always yearn
For roaming free
The trust we used to establish with them
Their are some who still use trust
But they are very few
You used to see their herds
Running
Their leader guiding them with care
The foals struggling to keep up
But never falling behind
A sight that could easily take your breath away
But those to are few
For most are behind iron bars
Ridden by man
Living out their purpose
That man placed upon them
But some still yearn to roam free
With the wind in their manes.