A kilometer, a kilometer,
a kilometer and onward.
And into the FPV drones
rode the doomed warhorses there in Donetsk.    

A kilometer, a kilometer—
—by God but those poor animals.
What unfairness for those noble things,
a cavalry horse killed by the whir of drones.  

Horses don’t start unending wars,
no more than the Russian boys riding fore,
no more than Ukraine boys using the drones.
Man and beast wanted one thing in their bones,
they all just wanted from war to get home.