Society Breeds

There was once a carriage driver
a quiet one was he
he rode his horses
up the hills and down valleys deep

He had his horses in brown and black
and but white, he did lack
He heard his riders
being lovers, haters and business men too
but all he could think of
was the road through and through

His horses were in sync
and oh how proud he was
for his reputation as a good carriage driver
was a priority above

Until one day
carrying a quarrel
from one lover’s house to another
he stopped at the side of the road
to ponder at a white stallion that’s wild, with no bother

while the lovers quarrel
he reined the horses to the left
so as to get closer to that horse
while his stand there hypnotized by conditioning
he just thought “how mesmerizing”

He took careful steps in the green fields
hoping the horse would yield
His eyes blinked faster than the norm
because he simply could not believe
that such a beauty wild and free
is so alluring, while he had
6 on his carriage pulling

The white beauty froze as the field
rippled movement
stared at the driver with crystal blue eyes
those whose innocence would kill lies

It’s mane looked as if sunset
kisses it lightly braiding itself
into its being
“why the hell not? it’s purity
is as hypnotizing”

His horses felt jealousy
with blinders on each eye
they turned to see
where their dedicated driver went
just to marvel as the fact
that their loyalty was simply
thrown away swiftly

The driver got closer
whispering words of comfort
so the white stallion’s attention won’t distort

He slowly laid his hand on his nose
and the horse stared into his eyes
His black cape turned orange and pink
just with one blink
he felt such energy boil within
“oh how I miss this” he said with a grin

His horses started neighing
hoping to seduce his back
by their obedience that they’ve always had on track
They thought he would cheat them
and ride away with this magic creation of nature
but to their surprise, he didn’t linger
but walked back with this treasure
that satiated an explorer’s pleasure

The white horse was in shock
“how could he tame me,
I showed him a piece of me
his dark dull days
will always end with beautiful sunsets…?”

He put the reins and centered in the middle of 6
but the horses looked with such disgust
the white one, just couldn’t fit in

He pulled the reins and in sync the 6 black ones went
pulling the new one, without letting it vent
the driver with a cape of sunset colors
and a smile of a spring flower
was so happy with the new addition
that he could not restrain the crowd’s anticipation

as they moved swiftly
the white one looked at this new crowd
breathing them messages of freedom
they misjudged his appearance
jealousy perhaps
but this should not be the case,
for the world is full of such mishaps

He told them about the beautiful life in the field
through his eyes
and they at first didn’t listen
but as they turned a blind ear
some words always kept them near

“Why the hate?
such distaste for the different
and unique?”

they neighed to the side
hating and craving his beauty
the lightness of his colored mane
Added life to the dark rectangle of 6

While the driver was content
and the white one was being pulled by the crowd
nature intruded and let loose her beauty
as the road was blocked by various horses
of similar entities
white, brown, black and hybrid
the crowd of 6 halted marvel
at such a mix

The driver’s jaw dropped loose
and noticed that the world
is full of beauty
one that he
could not under his wing restrain

the crowd of 6
looked at the white one
“we had no idea
such beauty existed
our blinders made us feel
that we’re one with no equal”

The mixed breed surrounded the carriage
the sunset began
coloring the world around them with light
“Gahd they’re gorgeous” the driver said

“some horses
are just not meant
to blend
in rows of 3
but belong to run wild
and free”

He let the white horse free
keeping the 6 conditioned and well trained
constrained
stamped under
his control
for this is their norm
ever since they were born

As he rode through
he noticed something new
every black horse on the carriage
was stamped with a white dot

the driver smiled
knowing the white one
left an impression

black horse

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Pulchritude

Standing alone
facing a raging storm
with tornadoes of hate
sweeping everything
that lit with hope

Standing alone
Your body flamed with courage
even when it rained insults
Your flame still burned with more passion
than ever

Standing alone, scanning the surroundings
all those supportive bodies that were once there
were stripped to their true ignorant nature
by the winds of truth

Standing alone, realizing
that not all were support
but they were just mere puppets
in a show

Now that the curtains are down
and the winds blew away that facade
that harnessed a skeleton of lies
Your world was better without them

Standing alone, knowing yourself
was like walking through a field of roses
The thorns made it a rough journey
but you were seduced by the beauty of those roses
that hover on top of all that thorny evil

Standing alone, in the middle of that rose field
You notice, the roses slowly tilt towards you
You realize, your aura
It’s lighting again, the flame of courage has helped
The thorny path merely shielded you
strengthened you

The roses slowly, embrace you
as they tighten, you feel that piercing
thorny sensation,
You are being injected
by life’s beauty, nothing is that easy

As they tighten their clasp
You close your eyes, hoping for your survival instincts
to kick in
You close your eyes, hoping for the pain to go away

Wait… what’s happening
the pain is subsiding, yet you can still smell
the beautiful rosey scent

You opened your eyes, hesitating
scared, of witnessing something
against your prediction

You noticed that you too
have evolved into a rose
emerging from thorny roots
seeking great heights

A beauty among beauties
Portraying such peaceful pulchritude
Tempting without altering them
about the thorns that might inflict pain

For you have earned that right
of becoming so beautiful
from all that pain

rose and you