Like Dogs

 

Like Dogs

There is no doubt the old gray dog

visited the deep caverns of hunger

not wanting to be chastised by important humans

he held his head low and detached from the mean streets

as dogs sometimes do.

Old gray hid in orchards and thickets of prickly bush

just to escape his smell and the smell  of his kind.

Isn’t it strange how we mimic sometimes

those so different than we, four legs

instead of two can run faster to ruination.

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