Hytocrite Poem by Dan Brown

Hytocrite

Rating: 2.8


Wild horses
Wild horses
Never tamed.
Only quiet
when cruelly lamed.
Wild horses
Wild horses
Never named.
Wild horses
Wild horses
Never blamed.
Wild horses
Wild horses
Born to be free.
Wild horses
Wild horses
Frighten me.
Wild horses
Wild horses
Hate me so.
Wild horses
Wild horses
They’ve nowhere to go.
Wild horses
Wild horses
Full of flare.
Wild horses
Wild horses
Handle with care.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

wild horses is a matter of concern. Poem beautiful.

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David Jargo 17 February 2007

I love the rhythm here Dan!

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Dan Brown

Dan Brown

Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, UK
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