The Pony Knows the Way

We ride our wild ponies the heart of our own darkness
When the pain becomes un-bearable
We may turn back or not.

If we refuse
If we defer
Again & again we will wonder
And through our pain we will cry, why me!

Why this affliction that haunts me
I did nothing but you came & raped my childhood
I was innocent
Why me?

Of course it’s you
It's always you
You own your pain
You created it.

It follows you like a loyal dog
It is yours
It will not go away
Until you choose to love it.

When you love your pain
It transforms to love
Just as a raw material to product
So also, pain to love.

There is a world we do not know
A place we need to find
The pony knows the way
Let him loose.

Let him loose
Put the whip away
Let him loose
The pony knows the way.
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