Hero In Me?

The world around me

Crumbles and cries,

Danger is everywhere.

Bodies flood the streets while

Ice caps flood the ocean

And corruption has become

Our personal Jesus once again.

But I can't bring myself to care

Because I just feel too damn good.

I grew up loving ponies,

Summer days spent in

Farmyard stables, thunderous

Hoof beats, my only soundtrack.

Equestrian dreams and braided manes

The jealousy of hair prettier than mine,

The challenge of jumps,

But a never fading affection

For every one I rode.

But now all I care about

Is this Horse in front of me.

I've never seen such Black Beauty

In all my years;

I'd spend every day on your back

But mom and dad

And everyone say

You're too dangerous, too wild.

No one understands

Why I love you so much

But they've never

Ridden you like I have.

They haven't felt the rush

Of galloping speed.

And if they don't

They can never know.

And they say knowledge is power.

They say you're the worst

But I know you're the best

And when I'm seventy

All the bottle swimmers

Will be long dead

While I sit in the saddle, looking good

With a fully intact liver.

But you're strong enough

To trample me.

And I love you enough

That I'd end if you left me.

And if I shared a bridle

With another rider,

I could end up with

A killer case of colic.

But I know you would

Never try to hurt me.

You're too beautiful

And mysterious

To be as affectionate

As you are and still be

Enough to break me.

Lucky for us,

I'm more than willing to risk it.