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We Shouldn'T Have Done It

What is this thing they've put me in
It's like a kennel made of tin
Why do they lift me in the air
This treatment really isn't fair

I'm tied down with canvas straps
Is this a trip for me, perhaps
I think I'm high up off the ground
And now what is this roaring sound

My vision's blurred I cannot see
What is happening to me
I'm getting heavier I think
This dry air makes me want a drink

And now the roaring stops at last
I'm so glad that noise has past
What's this, it seems I have no weight
This is a sensation that I hate

I hope they stop this feeling quick
I'm starting to feel really sick
And now I hear another roar
but much less noisy than before

My weight increases once again
and in my chest I feel great pain
And now that awful roaring stops
and the pressure finally drops

Now that those feelings have abated
I'm feeling really quite elated
Will this be my final fate
To live my life with no weight

Why I'm here I just don't know
Why do these anxious feelings grow
Why are these wires stuck in me
Why caged up, no longer free

Had it been explained to me
what my mission was to be
And if I'd known what was planned
then perhaps I'd understand

But I was given little choice
No protestations could I voice
My life means nort, I'm not a man
I'm just a cog in your great plan

Now I'm getting really hot
A dreadful feeling I have got
And then I realise with a sigh
that this will be my time to die

You've sent me here to die for you
and there's nothing I can do
except to think that others may
not suffer as I do this day

I'm burning up and feel such pain
as darkness falls upon my brain
To be the first, that is my fame
Remember ... Laika is my name

(Oleg Gazenko, "We shouldn't have done it. We did not learn enough from the mission to justify the death of the dog.")

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 12/4/2014 6:59:00 PM
I understand Laika (meaning barker) was a stray dog - what a sad ending but the dog won't be forgotten - brilliantly written :-) hugs jan xx
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