Poet’s Corner A DOG IS FOR LIFE 17-12-2007
Do people still buy their kids dogs for Christmas? It seems so, all too often with predictable results. Brendan Hawthorne on the present with no future. Between the steel bars lies the promise of freedom Of green fields and summer days Of crackle cold Autumn runs in forest filtered sunlight Picking up sticks and running Running back to my family’s arms Make the car smell of dog before drying out fully back at home Running between a bowl of food and a roaring fire Between the steel bars I remember the reality The kickings and the beatings The nights outside walking the streets with no tag and no name and when they no longer saw a puppy a little floppy-jawed wobbly-legged innocent looking back at them I got cast aside with the turkey frame and last year’s must-have toy to make way for the latest fashion trend having become too much trouble even to be acknowledged Between the steel bars my eyes send out another appeal with thousands of other shaggy dog stories with one thing in common We all feel like we’re no-one’s friends Our tears and sadness dampen our spirit And how we tremble as we wait for the keys to liberate us to a new home better than the first Copyright Brendan Hawthorne 2007 |
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