Monthly Archives: September 2019

He really took it badly Being knocked down he Found his back legs injured And his back too Tragically Constant pain debilitates It sinks into one’s soul You lose the confidence to walk It has you in its control Clearly … Continue reading →

“lola,”had crawled onto a rubbish tip And was lying quietly there Presumably to venture To the rainbow bridge aware This is really what canines do Knowing their passing soon Go and hide away and stare up at the moon Her … Continue reading →

Excluded from humanity In squalor and in slum Street dogs disadvantages Their whole world clearly numb Unseen by the motorists And driven into they Lay around the city Every single day One such hound was “pintu” A mongrel to regard … Continue reading →

There she was so desperate Leaping through a narrow space She impales herself on an aerial Through her stomach We must brace ourselves As we inspect her Head down near the floor And the only course of action To slide … Continue reading →

We found “Edward” On a rubbish tip By a barbed wire fence Bathing in pure hopelessness He could’t make no sense Of life out On the roadside The Dust dirt and despair His hopes had been extinguished He was hopelessly … Continue reading →

By a dry stone wall A cloud of flies And one small dog Really lying motionless Just another cog In the great big world of animals Lying in the street Who nobody takes any notice of Just lying soaking up … Continue reading →

I want you to imagine How it just must feel To have your intestines Hanging out of your stomach Yes for real Lying underneath a car For shelter and for rest Where you think you are safer And it feel … Continue reading →

Seing her for the first time Ones heart missed several beats The condition was extraordinary Extremes clearly unseats The logic and the feeling Of any caring soul To see a dog in such distress With mange out of control Not … Continue reading →

We found her by the roadside As frightened as she could be A swollen face we tried to chase Tried to feed to see How clearly in some pain she was Suffering a lot She wouldn’t eat Looked dizzy She … Continue reading →

“Shanti” in a gulley sat Quietly her existence at The crossroads life for her Was mean Just meagreness nothing had been Happy for a long long time It felt meaningless To try and climb Out of where she was today … Continue reading →

Underneath a counter In a slum area we see A shadow of his former self Looking painfully Out upon the tumble of People thereabout Drenched in people poverty Of that there was little doubt Really badly injured One of his … Continue reading →