Why was I born-Why must I die?

Where will it end? When will it end?

He stands in the pen looking for his family. But where are they? Why is he suddenly alone and no others allowed to be with him? He was born wild and free, but now he is an orphan torn from his mare at less than a year old. Why? What did he do so wrong that he must be placed inside a fenced area without his family to near him?

He stares and wonders what did I do wrong? What did I do that caused me to lose my home and freedom? I was carefree and running. Enjoying my life with my family and friends. My life was great-but suddenly it all changed.

We were on the range just minding our own cares, then suddenly out of nowhere it came after us. The big man-made machine started to chase us. The sound of the noise machine was causing me to panic.

My family began to run with the others not knowing where we were headed. Panic filled our lives and fears began to control us. From adults to young ones, we all started to flee.

We had never heard or seen this noise. There was talk from past years of gigantic machines like these, but we never knew what they were. Now they are chasing us, swooping down on us like birds. There are two of them, and they dodge at us.

Where do we run to and where can we find escape from them? Why are they being so mean to us and destroying our homes?

I can’t see my family as everyone is in a panic. My father is the leader of the herd, and he is trying to defend us. He stops to swing at the machines, but they keep attacking like vultures. I saw my little brother fall back aways, but I could not stop to help. He was only 6 weeks old, and his legs just gave way.

My mother stopped to watch as the humans chased him and roped him. Tied him down from what I could see and then they led him away. But he was limping and hurting badly. But the humans did not seem to care, they just made him walk on his sore legs.

The machines keep chasing us and now they are forcing us into places where everyone is panicking more. The leaders are trying hard to keep us together, but the other horses are looking scared.

Why are they now forcing us into metal boxes? What has happened and why can’t we go home? Are we no longer free to roam the lands like before? What will happen to us?

I stare out and wonder now, why was I born only to be brought here to die? Is this my fate now, living in a place where I am no longer free to roam? Where is my family and what happened to my brother? Why are these humans so mean to us? What did I do wrong?

I cry for my family as I am alone. No joy, as my mother is nowhere about. She was taken from me and now I am lost. My father is somewhere and so now I standalone wondering. Can any human tell me what I did wrong? Can I see my family again? Will I ever be free to enjoy my life again?

Why was I born free, if only to die in a place that has no love for me? I want to go home, and I want to see my family. I want to live my life like others and not wonder why.

Will anyone love me enough to want me, or will I be held here longing for freedom?

I stand and cry, but no place to dry my tears.

Will I be free again or will I die here in this place?

Please tell me and please love me enough to want me. Don’t let me live here wondering if I was born only to die in captivity.

Please love me and want me. Please.