The Horse Is Braying Poem by Nkosiyazi Kan Kanjiri
The Horse Is Braying
Tell the chap the horse is braying
Tell him to mount and ride
And stride into dusk
And disappear into sunset.
The clucks and trots we are waiting to hear
Of hooves raising dust
Disappearing into distance.
Who cares where the sun sinks
Be it in the dungeons of the Dead Sea
Or behind the mist caped mountains
Who cares?
When the chap is gone
Nobody will shed a tear.
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