The Unicorn

The dizzy unicorn
Spinning around and around
With it’s pearly horn
Dazzling in the light
It never knew before
How other horses lived
 .
Day after day
Working as farm-horses
Carrying knights into battle
Holding aloft regal kings
It never knew
What it was like
To do those things
And didn’t care
.
Out of the green meadow
Over the glistening stream
Under the light of moon
It crossed the rainbow bridge
Out of paradise myth
 .
Out of the magical land
Onto the damp cobbles
Unshod hooves
Suffer
 .
Spinning
With the strange scents
It had never smelled before
It hits a cart
And its cherished horn
Is shorn off
 .
From the extending hole
Left by the horn
A fading grey
The unicorn
Is no more
Its white has become grey
It is now like
All other horses

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