01/10/2022
A Poem ~ The Dark Time Will Be Here Again
Autumn is here and so is the dark time,
Foals taken from their mums, sold for a dime,
Noisy auctions are a scary place,
Too many lost souls you will see in their face.
Some will be lucky and get a good home,
What about the others I hear you moan?
For the unwanted the winter is the darkest,
Lack of good care and food is the starkest.
The dumping season is already here,
And so many will suffer terribly I fear.
Non ridden, too young or poorly bred,
This is no excuse to end up dead.
All of us are sentient souls who feel,
This suffering is worldwide and real.
Non ridden is not a worthless horse,
If you can see our souls of course.
Too many don't see us or even care,
My humans are outspoken and dare.
They dare to stand up and do more,
I could go on but it would just bore.
Already the non ridden message is out,
Thousands of people hear our shout.
I may have been the reason this all began,
I am an ambassador and number one fan.
Please support your local equine welfare. They rely on donations to do their work.
Kez - The Non Ridden Cob
