BLINDERS

The young filly Sorrow and the old stud Grey
pulled the wagon for Mr. Brown
trotting him ‘bout his way.

Sorrow drew starboard - a blinder fixed her eye.
She saw straight and port - yea with a glance
could even see the sky.

Grey drew port    -    both eyes to see the path.
He guided the wagon for Mr. Brown
'till Mrs. Brown -  teemed a raging wrath.

"Mr. Brown! Mr. Brown! you are committing quite a horror!".
"Remove those blinders I implore!"
"Release my filly Sorrow!"

Mr. Brown pleaded her ---- "take count the Masters way"
"only one can lead the team -
least the wagon go astray".

Mrs. Brown won the clash -- and served him with reminder!
Mr. Brown approached his team
and withdrew the starboard blinder.

Sorrow strutted her feet, as she goaded the old stud Grey
Mr. Brown cracked his whip –
the wagon was on its way.

Sorrow flashed her tail, then sighting to her right,
saw depth in the canyon low
which put her soul in fright!

Mrs. Brown searched the roads till darkness took the day
yea low beneath the canyon walls
all stiff and dead they lay.

Barnum Taylor © 1997