Horse

This is the game and this is the rule
Either you ride a horse or it rides you

You might beg, you might coarse
Feed it with delicious things – it is but a horse

You might promise to die and attempt suicide
Nothing will be changed; it won’t get to your side

It is a horse.
The more you bring, the more it wants.

In fulfilling its desires there is no end
It only wishes the strong man’s hand

You might conquer the world
With a sword or a word
Throw it to its legs
But it is only a horse

It won’t understand it, its only desire
The strong hand that controls its desires

Even if you love it more than your life
Don’t be an idiot; don’t jump on the knife

It won’t appreciate it; it is simply a horse
Your sacrifice doesn’t make worth

You have only one way in this damned game
Put yourself together and never loose again
There are plenty of horses, waiting for a strong arm
So be a knight and get back your armors

If it is yours, it will follow you
But if you loose your worth, it will leave you
 

Be a man! It is your worth
If you don’t have it you are but a horse

Be a man in this silly game!
Only being a man will make you happy again

Being a man – is not getting or spending
Nor conquering world. It is beyond understanding!

If you get to this point, you will understand the rule:
Either you ride a horse or it rides you…

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