Metal Steed

The beast stands idle, waiting for its next voyage

A large metal steed, though tattered and bruised

Its bones remain hardy, and soul eager to please

Those who misunderstand call for its resign,

To lock it away from sight, and starved from light

But I know your secret, metal steed…

Within your mechanical complexity is a persona

Of strength, resilience, courage, and loyalty

And I promise to honor your legacy

To travel with you lifelong