Thriumphant Hooves

He starts the race steadily.

Taking over the rail

He breathes deeply in a sigh of contempt.

He has eyes that burn fire through his opponents.

Blazing forth his hooves grasp the ground

As if he would float from this Earth,

And travel through the milky way.

The battle has just begun.

His boastful strides triumph his enemies.

The roar of the crowd

Does not surpass his ears.

He grows in power when they shout his name.

He drips with sweat,

But flies off because of the speed.

He sees the clearing up ahead.

A light that shines so bright

When he crosses that line.

They encase his body with roses,

And he sees his medal of honor.

He holds a proud stance,

As a champion and takes his place

In the winner circle.