Dogs, I still fear,
But down the road,
I saw a dog crying,
A tear slip.
From its gleaming eyes.
Or was it just the Sun?
A mirage in its eye?
But there was a false illusion
An ashen hope
In its burning eyes.
Dogs, faithful creatures,
But down the road.
I saw a dog lying,
with cuts and bruises
In its golden fur,
Or were its just the shadows?
A play of light?
But there was a whisper
Barely audible
Screaming from it’s eyes
Dogs, a common pet.
But down the road
I saw a dog longing,
For the sun to set?
For he couldn’t move.
And the Sun blazed
Him alone.
And his eyes were red.
Bloodshot,
From bleeding hope.
Dogs, I still fear.
But down the road.
I saw a dog sleeping,
With a sad serenity
with a calm tail
Or was it just tied?
Weary?
But there a distant gleam in its eyes
That made him sit
And watch the Sun set.