I keep my horse at stable will's   join my brothers in song   this attendant soul   eyes a passing foal      if god has teeth I have none   like a pirate prevail   upon the silver raiding ships   merciless men are few      from my horse's lips the song is sung:   "you will be a sovereign"   from upon my horse's ears the crown is hung   "you will be a sovereign"   your serrated head anoint our dead   brutes disrobed and deft   heads that for their honor roll   rot under heaven's bowl      above our saddle come to rest   toes hang from the branch   a horse that waits for a rider's death   never keep riding   I keep my horse at stable