Ima Ryma


Year Of The Horse


Two thousand fourteen is the year
Of the horse so say the Chinese,
But worldwide, fortunetellers gear
Up to sell humans on foresees.
Year start, the humans celebrate
Doing party stuff humans do,
Some really believing their fate
Rides with horses destiny to.
But humans and horses don't run
With the same purpose of the race.
Horses sense when a race is done,
While humans just aimlessly chase.

The one who could care less of course,
About this year of is the horse.

Submitted: Friday, March 14, 2014
Edited: Friday, March 14, 2014

Topic of this poem: animals

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