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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581144" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Unassailable Fidelity!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The horse never slept<br>Nor it lay on ground<br>His mind was battling<br>With the songs of swords<br>The challenges of the riders<br>The splash of blood<br>The pool of blood<br>The horse kicked<br>The horse of the enemy<br>Eager to cut the throat<br>Of his master on him<br>The horse trampled on<br>The dead on the battlefield<br>To take his master to safety<br>When the hissing sound of sword<br>Lashed at him like a storm.<br>The horse learnt the rule<br>The rule of sword<br>The rule of battlefield<br>The justice of killing<br>And the destiny of killed! <br>His master on him swing<br>With the sword socked with blood <br>Of the enemy cavalry<br>And enemy animal carriers<br>And moved fast to fix<br>The mast and flag<br>At the fort his master seized.<br>As the thunder and lightening<br>Deafened and blinded<br>The horse lost a leg<br>And the master had the wound<br>Gushing blood with all force<br>The horse leapt as a wind<br>And crossed the river<br>And fell on the river bed<br>And his master took his head<br>To put on his lap<br>To see the flash of life<br>Taking wings through eyes! <br>The horse had the satiety<br>Of saving his master<br>And serving him to keep alive!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vadakkumpurath+Ramesan">Vadakkumpurath Ramesan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581144" data-title="Unassailable Fidelity! de Vadakkumpurath Ramesan" data-description="The horse never slept Nor it lay on ground His mind was battling With the songs of swords The challenges of the riders The splash of blood The pool of blood The horse kicked The horse of the enemy Eager to cut the throat Of his master on him The h..."></div> </div> </div>
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