THE STEED OF ANGER

Young horse, how strong you seem to me
When reined back to a great degree
By me, a knight as strong as you
And we both show such mighty view.

Your power with great force heaves forth,
But ruled though it has greatest growth.
I keep your strength under my arm
To make it seem pure and sublime.

How great is my strength when my love
Does not allow your force to shove,
And keep you harnessed in my heart,
Not letting you from there depart.

These moments won't pass from my mind.
They paint a picture that resides,
And shows great grandeur in control
I won't forget all my earth while.

BY JOSEPH ZENIEH