My Sentence Is Death

I am on the street and thrown away, I have no place to go, where will I stay. You don’t care if I live or die, You dropped me off without a tear in your eye. I am just a baby and friendly as can be, What a rotten thing you did to me. You dump me off on the side of the road, To a little guy that is a very heavy load. What is the problem, what was so bad? To throw me away and make me sad. Don’t you love me? Don’t you care? You didn’t look back with even a stare. Show you care and have a heart, Take care of us little guys and do your part. Now I am in a shelter, my sentence is death, Just remember me when I take my last little breath. Now my sentence is DEATH!