Colin F. Jones

ABANDONED HORSES

They left all the horses with the souls of the men,
Who lay dead in the mire of the field and the fen,
They had answered the call those horses for sure,
To be abandoned and stranded on a hostile shore.
For when battles are won and the Generals go home,
Those who made them victorious all suffer alone,
The horses that bore them are wanted no more,
Just expendable machines of a merciless war.
Throughout military history lie thousands of dead,
Lives sacrificed for the words that somebody said;
Women and children and horses and men,
All lost in a world that that now lives in the pen.
The war has moved on but for the same things we fight
As the abandoned horses still charge through the night.