Destiny In my minds eye are thoughts of plunder And just what would make you wonder Do you dare seek out the siren’s call Or will you falter and take the fall Does the chill of the night haunt your soul And will your deeds now take their toll When dawn’s early light awakens your mind Shall all your thoughts still be kind When morning’s mist rises to greet the sun And all your fears beckon you to run Can the stars above now predict your path And does the moon see all of your wrath Do I touch the very depths of your spirit Or can you no longer even hear it While waves thrash against a lonely tower Upon which only weak men cower Someday the sea shall speak to thee And all lost souls yearning to be free But beware of an answer given too soon For eternal darkness may soon be your cocoon Racing toward Extinction The icons of America are racing fast toward extinction a vicious web our wild ones are caught in Once a symbol of freedom out in the open country where the cowboys live and the eagles fly Wild horses and burros that served man for centuries will be all but a memory in the not so distant future Their freedom once captured the fantasies of millions who dreamed and dared to go west and find their way What should have been gratitude ends in a legacy of servitude the animals did not ask for but gave nonetheless The west will be silent without the thunder of hooves galloping across the open range leaving dusty clouds The silence of death and dreams for those trying to save them and the horses and burros who are now lost to us all What a tragic tale of loss stitched in time by the warriors who fought the good fight to the bitter end As their time runs out and all hope seems lost their souls will haunt the land until the sun sets for its last goodbye
Lifelong preservationist, environmentalist and animal advocate. Published writer, blogger and poet. I write poetry for fun and investigative articles to educate and motivate people into action. My travels and passion to make the world a better place inspires my writing. I’m an avid photographer and hiker who calls the east coast home with my rescue kitties.
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Reblogged this on MARY CALVO Musician and commented:
“what should have been gratitude /ends in a legacy of servitude/ the animals did not ask for/ but gave nnetheless”. (this is really beautiful, thank you). And (poem) :…”Someday the see shall speak to thee/ and all lost souls yearning to be free/… /”do I touch the very depths of your spirit/ or can you no longer even hear it…”
thank you! you touched my soul. Blessings.