I don’t know her
Nor do I know her struggle
But she strikes me as a wild horse
Like a pony,
She has struggled to walk upon these badlands
But like a wild horse she’s free spirited
She’s trying to be free from all the incarcerations of life
Tamed, she’s not
Maybe she has brought some colour to these scorching deserts
Now it shines like the rainbow in the day,
And like the aurora in the night