It matters not what happened
it just matters that
a dog saw his friend killed
and so by her sat
this was in China
a busy main street
he just laid against her
licking her feet
I say this was China
for in China they eat
Dogs any dogs they find in the street
but this hound knew his place
beside his sick friend
who he knew he must sit with
right up till the end
it was winter and freezing
the wind blew and blew
but these two sad souls sat
one being true
the other had already passed on
had died
when hit by the truck
had been broken inside
her guts strewn around
her heart it had ceased
her soul was away
it had been released
but despite all of that
and the cold and the frost
the dog lay beside his friend
bearing the cost
of potentially being hit by a truck
or someone coming by
him losing his luck
being carted away
to be eaten as well
but he didn’t care
with one look you could tell
he had loved her
there was no doubt
and that was why
he decided to lay with
and perhaps die