Man o' War's shoes
They came in the Jazz Age to see the noble Man o’ War
During the Depression people cheered their great Seabiscuit
Rock and revolution were at the track to greet Secretariat
Now this twittering age bids farewell to our mare Zenyatta
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She has stepped into the gate for the very last time
Calm as a mouse yet larger than life
For me, those ears are her secret pride
slightly tilted and off to the side
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It is all now a haze in the mind’s fluxuations
Coming down to the wire with Blame eye to eye
What a mean little difference not seeing her stomping dance
Led away from the stage of our games of chance
Led away from the stagX
Her losing a race makes little difference to me
She has come back to the shed row healthy and spry
But cruel November has left us quite cold
Now that Zenyatta has stepped from the racing fold
Zenyatta winning the 2009 Breeders' Cup Classic
Tags: Horse racing poetry, Man o' War, poetry, secretariat, zenyatta
