I dream of horses standing eyes blinkered
Standing on platforms and looking bewildered
I don’t know what it means
I know how it feels
I do
I am standing on precarious platforms
Blinded for finding the answers
The drivers are missing
Who would have thought
My answers would turn into problems
Not of my doing
I’m not a little bit scared
I don’t want to look
At what just might happen
If those who took my helping hand
Don’t realize soon
They are dragging us with them
Down a very dry well
We don’t deserve it
Doesn’t the universe
Reward those who help others?
I don’t want to be angry
But I am
I don’t want to worry my love
But I do
Cause it’s so hard to find the solutions
To problems that shouldn’t be mine
The horse is biting at the bit
To race beyond the gate
If only I could take these
Blinkers off
Step off the platform
And run free.
(c) Catherine M. Harris, June 16, 2008
