the earth remembers their pounding rhythm
dust rising beneath their fleeting glory
once adorned in silks and bursting pride
they ran for crowns that no one wears
the crowd’s roar now a distant wave
horses stand still against the silence
their manes some faded echo of gold
tails swaying to winds that don\'t cheer
the track is woven in weeds and time
scoreboards blinking stories no one reads
their strong backs now carry no weight
legs stiff from racing ghosts in dreams
we loved them only at their fastest
a love that dissolves as quickly as glitter
left behind as nostalgia clings to air
the world moves on, their history fades