Are we not like horses?

MY DAUGHTER WAS IN A HORSE SHOW LAST WEEK. PERHAPS LIKE DOG SHOWS OR MISS AMERICA OR OUR EVERY DAY LIVES, THE BEING AND BEHAVIOR OF THE ANIMAL IS SO CONTRIVED IT BECOMES AN ABSURD SHOW,  -   ANYWAY, AFTERWARD I WROTE THIS

Are we not like horses?

Contained by our stalls of sleep

Corralling energy better expelled

Running at every opportunity?

Restraint, restraint

Certain movements, patterns of behavior

Learned, embeded deeply in each of us

Deeply into our bodies

All that balled up energy

Stamping feet, grunts and thrown heads

Ribbons for contrived behavior

For learning, achievements, a bucket of goodies

A well trained horse wins money

A well trained person earns a salary

The rest of them (and us) are left floundering in the field

Sick with anxiety or, for that matter, too many oats

How to break the bit of conformity without destroying the ability to be

Restraint, restraint from the beginning

Feeding schedules, nap schedules, outings (no running, please)

Restraint, restraint, quiet in the field

Quiet in the classroom, the church,  quiet in the bed at sunset

Restraint, restraint

Is god restrained, curtailed by good manners, bridled by convention?

Have we bridled god as we are bridled, as the horse is bridled?

Fitting god to our own needs?

And this bridled god, no doubt, laughs

Laughs uproariously at our predicament

Pities the restraint of the horse

And keeps singing his 1000 songs, spinning the earth alive.