sun baked day

like all days

just a day

until it is

something more

the horses came

two lean large eyed

looking hungry

horses

two

prosperity after

hunger after want

after white light

so bright blinded

now we can see

what the hard ground

will yield when we

have more muscle

only as good as the tools

we use he used to say

pride in his dark eyes

leading thin horses

up a rocky hill

our horses

our hill

our chance

a extra hot water

cornbread day like

sunday on tuesday

celebration

signs of our right

to be lucky

to continue to struggle

in the storm

to continue performing

the miracle of

pulling

our skinny life from the dirt

god sent horses

we will eat only

beans for a month

to pay for them

say hallelujah and

pass the hot water

corn bread pour the last

of the syrup we fall down

to get up always reaching

we go forward no chance

turned to slim chance

we dance thankful

for the promise

in the horses

we will fatten them

planting hope in them

like the seeds we

will plant

in hopes of harvesting

more than ill will

rolling down like

the rain we pray

up in the heat of

0ur deep hunger

in soul to rise like

the sparse shoots

that defy odds to

keep us just alive

enough to want more

two horses

lead by a slender rope

harnessing our future