By The Horns

Did the bull snort with conviction.

Fume and roar, rage like a beast;

kick up dust with his front forelegs

while moving his menacing hooves.

High, as he stood on his hind legs,

blood shot eyes, filled with anger;

physically lures, reels, above his foe.

striking fear in the daring opponent.

Arresting colours, weave a salient introspective balance;

The artist brings out the best in the nail-biting bullfight!