War Time Writings

Cavalry

Rush The Horse:
Over the abandonment of barbed wire
Which cuts its legs and shabs it's majestic main
While getting shot at. A bulletproof horse?

Blood spurts out across the floor,
The mud slurps it up and the cavalry keep
Rushing the jumps
In puddles of mud and over trenches.

Bring back The Horse:
Drag the weapons,
The cannon won't carry itself
Horses are stronger than the 'lethal'
Soldiers who whip and stand around.

Fumes pump up into the air
From lit cigarettes burning
The Horse and infecting the blood.

It's not long until it can't do it anymore.
1 step, 2 step, 3 step. Drop.

It's no longer useful. 1 shot.
Dead.