At home, deep in the heart of all that's good,
Can not hide her from the evil outside.
And, from her seat, she sat then stood,
So she could spread her wings and take to the sky.
And, being a young pony, she was scared.
They would not leave until she was dead and away.
“I must go out there.” she frighteningly dared.
But, despite her efforts, her thoughts led her astray.
All she wanted was kindness in the globe.
She was nice to one, showing a hoof and a smile,
The crowd screamed “No!” and rocks they began to throw.
But the scenario left her scared all the while.
In her mind, she heard “Keep your friends close, they're what drive you .
To the cosmos that describes you.”
