06/02/2024
A poem from a pound dog….
Today is the day that I shall die
My life was short and I don't know why
I don't yet know that this will be my fate
the humans just stood there at my gate
And in their eyes I saw their sorrow
They told me I had no more time to borrow
My 7 days have been and gone
I'm yet to know what I've done wrong
I greeted the humans with a waggling tail
But with their resolved seemed to fail
I did not understand why they cried
They told me again that they had tried
But rescues are full and I'm on death row
and this meant that I had nowhere to go
Except from that room at the end of the block
It was only then that I took stock
I've seen others go in and never come out
And it was at this point that I had no doubt
Today was the day that I would die
And yet I still did not understand why
As they lead me kindly into that room
I knew my life would be over soon
The needle comes out and the drugs take effect
The humans hold me kindly with respect
This is the end I'm going to die
and then suddenly I understood why
I was bred without a care, without thought or reason
Only because my mum came into season
I was bred to be sold, bred for money
At first my new family thought my antics were funny
but as the days past by and the bigger I grew
Left home alone all day I began to chew
Soon they said this is not the place for me
so up went my ad onto Gumtree
Family dog free to a good home
Five months old and no fault of her own
Next the place was even less fun
Kept in a cage with no hope of a run
soon came the day of my first season
And now I was the one bred without reason
My pups were soon sold and I was alone
I really hope they have all found a loving home
Shut up in a cage alone and in the dark
For hours on end, I would just bark
Once again I became too much trouble
so up went my ad on gumtree
the double work commitments forces sale
Only 10months old its a familiar tale
The next people seemed nice at first
But it was not long before the bubble burst
In this place I was trained to fight
But they gave up on that as I refused to bite
They spoke to me as I was taken back to the crate
If you won't fight we'll use you as bait
I was chained to a post by my collar
When other dogs attacked I would holler
this life went on like this for quite some time
But I was soon told I was past my prime
I thought we might have been going for a walk
Yet in the car was no talk
And slowly the car came to a halt
I was thrown out the door with a jolt
I stood and watch as the car speed away
It was cold and dark and I had nowhere to stay
It was by this road that I was eventually found
And was taken away by the local pound
And here I lie as I take my last breath
I have one thing to ask as I accept my death
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