For the weak...Meak of words...striped of my
path to your highway i cry..mean is the horse
throws me on the flooe on purpose...i weep for you...: )
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.horses are forever going to be horses...protest or no...but people should not throw others to the cement purposefully-(to fill their own need, greed) , nor because of their lack of maturity, emotional or otherwise...i add my m&m 10+