Unstabled (Steeds of Macha)

Roaming, wandering
Left in fields just sauntering
Sold off, slept rough
Kept unstabled and tough
Riding steeds that know not their fate
Forever forward
Bought and sold for pennies
Roaming, wandering unstabled
Unspoiled in their fantasies
But paled in society
When they take the beast
The fight unsung will never cease
Polluted grasslands
The plains they roamed are now gone
Still roaming and wandering
Another dead horse is falling