Black horse.

Horse of rusty body
your neigh is so powerful
that is possible to guess in the distance
your unstopable march.

The misery and and hopless
were following your steps
you carried at your back
the fruits of greed, dreams and
ambitions.

the line of your road goes
through laberynth of loneliness
hunger and anguish
path of dust, walls of beams.

your black and thick breath
disperses in the wind and in the time
while your shape loses in the hills
fulls of broken illusions and faded hearts.