Kicks Of A Dying Horse Poem by John Sensele

Kicks of a dying horse mustn't shake your foundation
God carefully crafted before you emitted your first cry
In a maternity ward where mom's natal mission
Came to fruition because it wasn't a lie.

Kicks of a dying ought to be sweet music to your ears
Because a harbinger brings you news
That your period of sufferance and tears
Soon comes peters away, so polish and wear your joy shoes.

Kicks of a dying horse signal a new dawn
A new page, a new milestone in which new doors open
New reserves of happiness spring through not on loan
But permanently so append a signature to the new deal with your Parker pen at the count of ten.

Kicks of a dying horse lift the lid
On a recent past in which you lived in a torpor
Sleepwalking, led by the nose though detractors can't plead
Guilty of deceit though soon you'll kiss away horror.