The smallest speck

Near the Paleolithic after

Equus Caballus had migrated

to Central Asia through Spain

a grey mare grazed with her foal

on the grassy steppes having

gone through darwinian

adaptation of its changing

environment over millions

of years

when across a

rare meadow that grey

mare caught the first glimpse

of a crouching homo-sapien

near a tree

stone tipped spear in hand

while the burning net of flames

rose in the distance trailing

thin spires of smoke

an ashen chorus of the

sorrowful inevitability of

one species colliding with

another

the smallest speck of

time existed in that moment

before the terrible call of

man’s screeching voice

started the first hunt that

would evolve into

40,000 years of

forced domestication

and the persistent and

horrible will of humankind

of course the mare

and her foal

never stood a chance