Raca dad Bestas (Horse wrestling) more pain from Spain

The awful sound of horses
crying on the hour
a corral of just vast numbers
a great stone aptitheatre
whose hearts and mind do shower
emotion with the dust
kicked up as men
come to the fore
and fight to wrestle horses
the wild extant
what’s more
hundreds run the gamut
all comers can be seen
these horses wild as ever
senselessly, the mean
spirited of riders
pull on their wild mane
tears their tails
and all this pales
into one true sick refrain
these are wild bold horses
trapped for a few days
of fun and nobody dare claim
that any of this can raise
anything but cruelty
but savagery for we
can feel the ugly aura
to the wild soul imagery
so tested by the squalor
by the sick impassioned plea
of any soul thats sensible
and doesn’t want to see
the wretchedness the torture
the agony the pain
the insanity is evident
horse wrestling in Spain

*I was told about this by a true warrior
she asked me to comment as I have done