The Black Stallion
This is a poem I wrote about the black stallion who stars in my first book,
Zambia. If you want to read about the
stallion who inspired this poem, please take a look at my
books page
to read about and purchase the book.
The Black Stallion
A Ballad
On the night of the new moon at the midnight hour,
Under cover of darkness,
The Black Stallion came with sleek, silent power,
No one knew of his being there because of his quietness.
He is horse most wanted by all of men,
As quiet as a shadow and as black as the night,
He is as wild as a mountain lion with the speed of ten,
He runs like a river in full flow with an instinct to fight.
Of this great horse nobody knows,
For his speed and beauty have kept him wild,
I have seen him fight his enemies and keep his colts on their toes,
But with his young fillies he is sweet and mild.
This wild shadow which no one has caught,
Is hunted daily by men in saddle and on foot,
But none shall catch him for his is a freedom that cant be brought,
He is the wildest of all horses but none can ever be taught.
This poem may be reproduced with author's permission.
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