A sobering shock indeed was my reaction to the story out of Ireland. Thank the goodness of all beings for the concerned person and the Sanctuary staff in Ireland. Here is a pocket verse for dear Shocks, with gratitude - Jenny B.

The Turning of Shocks

Why did you do this?
To one who is so meek.
Was darkness there in mental chambers
What act of breaking did you seek?
How could you give him wounds so deep
A painful corrosive bath?
What caused you to dwell in such ignorance
With hands performing wrath?
When "do unto others" was calmly spoken
I truly have to include,
That what one does to any Donkey
You would only want done to you.
For sure your Shocks will inherit
What's left of the good earth and mend,
He will detox you from his mind
With the Sanctuary's tranquil blend.
I hope that you who did this
Will one day see Shocks in his
Beauty so free,
His roots of healing will become strong
And you will not disturb his sleep.
But do keep your distance! after all,
For your Donkey on heaven now treads
For you, there is darkness and nothing more, as
Poe's dear Raven said.
You will watch Shocks
There with flowers under foot
And you are left standing
All alone,
With fate wrapped tightly
Around your neck
And never more repeating in your soul.