Triple Crown

The clouds ride low over the stands

yet the people gather still

to watch a race of champions

and yell and scream and cheer

The heavens open as the horses enter

soaking all the sand

into the starting gate they go

and the crowd falls silent in the stands

And so they wait and so they seem

to barely breather at all

then from the quiet comes the buzzer

and in the second one it seems is all the people see

A sea of power bursting forth

in one titanic wave

to thunder down the muddy track

and through the pouring rain

And through the mud and through the rain

one horse will take the lead

and run he will and fight for it

making history

The people gazed and the people roared

and the grounds shook from the sound

as one horse crossed before the rest

to win the Triple Crown.