When I am weak you beat me so I'll push on. When I am strong you beat me to keep me weakly. Have I not pulled your carts and planted the fields to feed generations and rid it of ills, and still when I am weak you beat me. All your battles once were won on the back of this horse not the end of a gun. Led troops across continents but it was not enough so now you beat me to keep me weakly. In all things beautiful, said Xenophon, is me the horse deserving mankind's love. Still you men are greedy it would seem for when I am weak is when you beat me. This sport of Kings, a noble emblem as I hunt, I race, I run and jump - until I lose and win one reward, that you should beat me to keep me weakly. A horse is a horse, of course of course and when your man's demands become much too much you'll choose when I am weak to beat me yes, you'll beat me to keep me weakly.
Found this on an old hard drive, from 2011.
