The stories we hear about how the West was won are all lies! The history of the West was written by the horse. Where ever a settler left his footprint there was a hoof print beside it. men came further and further West to Stake their claim in the Great American Wilderness, but they encountered a strength that couldn't be tamed, wild horses, Mustangs.
The settlers called them parasites that would strip the land and starve their own herds. They couldn't domesticate them so they destroyed them. Isolated and Hungry, they were on their way to disappearing from the face of the Earth. Sometimes when a lie disappears an afterimage remains, just for a moment. Mustang's are an afterimage of the West. No better than ghosts hardly there at all.
No one really wants them, not ranchers not city people, that's their destiny. Let them disappear once and for all, along with all the other misfits loners and relics of a wilderness no one cares about anymore. We need to protect them for they are the hope for some kind of living memory of what the promise of America used to be, and could be again.
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