This is a little poem/bible excerpt from Secretariat:
Do you give the horse his strength
or cloth his neck with a flowing mane
Do you make him leap like a locust
striking terror with his proud snorting
He paws fiercely
rejoicing in his strength
and charges into the fray
he laughs at fear
afraid of nothing
he does not shy away from the sword
the quiver rattles against his side
along with the flashing spear and lance
in frenzied excitement
he eats up the ground
he cannot stand still
when the trumpet sounds.
