I listen to the song over and over again,
and I could cry, many could cry – listening
to the sad words and the touching music;
but I don’t, until I see you.
You’re a five minute video
of a dirty neglected dog,
your fur caked in our inhumanity
your paws blistered from days
and your soft, gentle demeanor
hiding in a filthy old box, under a
stairwell, or found alone in a cold,
your life a constant – bitterly cold day
no food, only questions of why?
For days, slow weeks, and long months
there are no answers, only excuses
as you watch people pass you by
You have become pitifully
a discarded piece of garbage
in a disposable world of indifference
and lack of responsibility.
I watched a five minute video
of a dirty neglected dog
but now – I am crying and
I can’t stop!