I do not
remember the day I was born,
Like most
of you, I just remember being warm,
Next to my
mother and her fur,
A new life
and joy to her.
Then I
think you hand a fantasy,
To have me
with you, because it was fancy.
They took
me away when I was just two months old,
Crying and
scared, away from her fur,
I was sold
to you, apparently, you were better than her.
I do not
deny you pamper me well,
But only
when you want to,
When the
the clock of life is not ringing its bell,
When it is convenient
in your knell.
I am
supposed to comfort you when you get lonely,
Just the
way I feel without my parents’ company,
And I just
expect the same from you,
Foolish me!
You only play with me when you want to.
All other
times, I should just sit and admire,
Your
undying thirst for a worldly desire.
It makes
you lonelier, and the more you need me,
For I am
your best friend, whether or not I want to be!
You chain
and discipline me, I should behave the way you want,
A soldier
in your army, obeying your command and what not.
Have you
ever wondered if you were taken away;
From your
mother – just to play!
Then never
given back, because I enjoy being with you,
A toy, a
status, a pseudo idea in protecting and loving you.
Have you
ever thought when you come home;
I have been
lonely,
Dying to be
warm with my mom and dad,
But you are
tired and I should understand,
Be happy
with the left over food you had.
Do not
pretend you love me,
It is an
insult to love,
To take
away a two-month old baby,
Someone’s
new born,
Then treat
them the way you wish; at your sole pleasure,
And leave
them on the street, if you wanted something better.
I hope you
don’t ever have to live without your parents,
But I am a
dog and who cares about my feelings,
You are
human and get to play with someone’s life,
I am a dog,
and that ends the matter!
And I used to wonder while reading the poems by william blake; are there no such legends in the world anymore?
ReplyDeleteThank you for shedding the burden of another question from my life.