My name in fact is Trooper
I’m 5 months to the day
when I was born
somebody then
just took me away
from my mum and I went to some
young whipper snapper who
didn’t really care for me
like my mother use to do
finally, he tied me
to someone else’s truck
who didn’t know about it
and of course that was bad luck
for I was dragged for some 2 miles
bobbing here and there
my face, my ears, my shoulders
were scraped and burned of hair
all my legs were damaged
one was very bad
they think they now might cut it off
and of course that would be sad
the fear in me was terrible
as I was dragged along
if the truck was not alerted I’d have
died before too long
the evil and the wickedness to do this
thing to me
I am just a baby dog
an innocent puppy
I never have done anything wrong
and truly wonder why
this kid who owned me did this thing
hoping I would die
and he would be rid of me
but in a nutshell why?
would anybody have a dog
and then want to see it die
its terrible for me to think
that someone thought me vile
and decided they would kill me
and do it in this style
of course the perpetrators are being
looked for how
but I am sure he’s scarpered, and they’ll
never find him now
my hope is that some angel
will take me in and care
someone will take pity
someone will be more fair
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.