Thursday, August 24, 2017
DEAR MR. PRESIDENT: WE'RE WILD HORSES. WHY DO YOU WANT TO KILL US?
Dear Mr. President,
We’re wild horses. Born
in Nevada, we ran free on the range, manes blowing, legs reaching and pulling
us up mountains and then downhill in crazy gallops, zig-zagging through storm-hammered sage brush.
We’re not there anymore. We’re in a place
called BLM. We’re young, healthy and we play chase when
So, when we heard you wanted to kill us -- not as the cougar
does, one at a time to feed her young, but all together, for reasons we don’t
understand --we asked a friend to speak for us in your language.
Thank you, sir, The Mustangs
please turn on audio
Labels: BLM, cougar, gallop, Mr. President, Palomino Valley, sage brush, wild horses
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Terri Farley @ 6:56 PM