The Wild Stallion

His hooves pound harshly
Mane blows wildly in the wind
Eyes gleam ever bright

Thunder claps near by
Snorting he rears up to fight
Rain flows softly down

Adrenaline flows
His Opponent starts to run
Run away in fear

The wild stallion runs
Chasing after his enemy
Fire in his eyes

There is only one
Only one victor today
The wild stallion rears