'Driving the Taurus'

The flash of scarlet banner seemed
As grey to Taurus’ simple eye,
And the chant the spectators screamed
Was as a thunderous reply.
The time to face the beast was nigh.
He drew a sword in his defense,
As courage lied in short supply.
A moment hung in mid-suspense
And raging bull took to offense.

“This stubborn man refused to die,”
This to himself the brave bull thought.
And with a hefty heaving sigh
He gave the man what he so sought,
A scar to prove that he once fought
As did Orion long before.
He too has reaped what he has wrought.
And to the crowd’s still rolling roar
So ended there the matador.