Would a common canine not bore,
following our steps without explore.
How are humans holier than thou,
when free fields are left without plough.
History could be to blame,
likening me to men and women of fame.
For dogs aren’t seen as a whole,
a dog is a dog, no other pays its toll.
Humans go through life with persistence,
searching for excuses to existence.
But few will ever realize,
what a waste it is to immortalize.
Forget likens to men and women of fame,
that only keeps one within the frame.
Go live life as if in the wild,
nothing more is farther from mild.
Be as a horse, a dog, a mare,
all other creatures can compare.
As long as you don’t just follow me,
after it turns out my dreams were meant to be.
Be as a lion, a dog, a hair,
all other creatures can compare.
Just don’t look back into history,
expecting to find the lock that fits your key.
