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The Puppys Cries

I saw it lying there curdle up It’s little body trembling, its tail shaking And it appear as if its hind leg is broken I put it to stand up but it fall to the ground And cry out in great pain It lay there curdle up trembling With it head on the ground And it broken leg resting on the strong leg How much more sorrow do I have to feel? How much more pain do I have to share The innocent puppy is lying there Looking helpless and sad I couldn’t bear to see it suffer And I did not know what do to make it better I did not know where to find a vet And just the thought of everything make me fret My body suddenly became numb And my spirit was dumb I could feel my adrenalin running high And my Spirit running dry I asked around about the puppy But no one owned up to its cruelty I confronted the old woman But she slammed the kitchen door in my face And walked away in shame and disgrace The answer was as clear as day And love in its prime doesn't behave that way You lead me to the scene of the crime And take away everything that is divine Mistrust, doubt everything wants to make me shout I have to squeeze these feelings within And nothing that I do will make me grin I did not know how to help the puppy I just watched it laying down trembling And is still trying to recover from the shock I went over the woodwork shop For a board to ease the puppy misery’s But when I lift up its fractured foot It cries out in pain and reached towards me I could only use a piece of board And make a makeshift support for its foot Why should someone be so cruel? To cause harm to a dumb and innocent animal Everything is full of symbolism I am still having this wired feeling inside That is making my spirit cry Some people were chosen for a sacrifice How did the Costa Rican church woman Become so entrenched in it? I want to get away from these people They are all potential murderers They steal they lie and they deny Their head is really not right And they want to take away the puppy’s life Because it is striving, They want to take away the puppies life because it is living Everything my hand touches it strive Everything my hand touches it comes alive Why do they want to take away my life? Justice for those who mistreat animals Justice for those who mete out cruelty to animals Justice for the child killer and justice for baby murderers The little puppy is feeling pain And I know you have nothing to gain You will not win the race I will drag my broken leg And beat you a hundred meter Before you reach the bend Always remember that strategy wins And you will have to pay for your terrible sin I want to go so that I can end the show It is seven months since I have been in the street It is seven months since I have been taking the heat It is seven months since I have hurting The world was created in six day And the higher powers rested on the seventh day I have had enough warning sign, That the devil is after my life Ten dollars has been hanging around Ten dollars have been hanging above my shoulder And I am waiting for them to take me home I can feel the puppies’ pain.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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