A Dogs Life
I am a mongrel.
Roaming the countryside.
Feeding on fast food trash thrown from a car window and various types of carrion that has not been stripped clean by the vultures of animal society.
Shaggy and unkempt. Just hoping that someone could see the beauty in me enough to raise me up to the level of respect that I deserve.
Cold and lonely in the Winter.
Thirsty and panting in the heat.
I pass by the dogs that bark at me tauntingly from their fenced in yards.
Calling me worthless.
I hang my head and wander on.
The new sun is not a new day.
It's the same day to me.
Another day starving and lonely.
Another day closer to death.
Isn't there someone out there that needs the love I have to give?
Someone who can love and care for me?
I guess I'll just have to wander on. Looking to the sky for hope somewhere in the stars and pushing on with my tired feet.
Wishing and hoping on... "Maybe Some Day".
Rockman :-)
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