Pariah dogs pain me.
I feel for those mute sufferers
But can’t fill their life.
Many a times I have dreamed of
A doggery in my backyard
For those giver only friends.
Do for them something tangible
Send appeals to kind souls for charity
Creating a kind of NGO for these bravehearts
Giving them something from the more
They deserve.
I haven’t done anything of these.
Under twinkling stars
I feed them scraps
And mourn
When one is less.
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 7:31 AM UTC
Pariah dogs pain me.
I feel for those mute sufferers
But can’t fill their life.
Many a times I have dreamed of
A doggery in my backyard
For those giver only friends.
Do for them something tangible
Send appeals to kind souls for charity
Creating a kind of NGO for these bravehearts
Giving them something from the more
They deserve.
I haven’t done anything of these.
Under twinkling stars
I feed them scraps
And mourn
When one is less.
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