A
thoroughbred Stallion that fought,
Not
once but many, no battles ever sought;
What
shined from afar, a dark horse,
Staggered
never while being in race,
Compelled in it or volitional partake;
Whether
before victual contaminated fed,
Or
perceiving in race was behind or ahead.
There
isn’t any truth what’s been told,
When
several who betted narrate unfold;
Who’s
in race would know the unknown,
Primarily
what’s unsaid in rabbit’s hole.
The
Stallion who won or lost the race,
Never
backed down come what's in page;
Being
it is being better than being bought,
As
such few in creed ameliorate when drought. 😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2020