There’s a big reward
but I can’t afford
not to tell you all
that I
went up to a
soul in front of me
really just to try
I’ve always been happy
wagged my tail
been sort of full of life
till this guy pulled
ouT a pistol
and tried to end my life
it all happened just too quickly
I couldn’t get away
I was not expecting it
aimed at my face
I thought he wanted to play
but the sound of that
evil bullet
as it smashed into my face
blood spattered every which way
it came at such a pace
I could see him, he was smiling
through a mist of my own blood
and I was being friendly
I heard this awful thud
as the bullet ripped into my jaw
and tore my teeth away
the agony of humanity
what had it to say
I fell down on my front paws
as the bloke ran off
and I
could taste the blood and the teeth fragments
and the cordite
and just sigh
the rainbow bridge was beckoning me
in the cold light of the day
I could feel my soul departing
but I understand it may
have just been the shock of being
shot when I hoped his hand
would have patted me and loved me
I cannot understand
why he did what he did
there was no, motive for
such a action and his reaction
which pained me to the core
now I am recovering
can you recognize me
I am from Kentucky
someone must now see
I know the bullet smashed my face
I know its cracked my jaw
but if someone knows me, help me
please now don’t ignore
MY PLEA
I am lady who needs help
sadly the pain and the agony told
in the expectation ofcourse I was rolled
the surprise of his action
took me to a low
to a place in reality
I had to go
the rainbow beckoned
the vet thought it best
eternal sleep
thats right I dont jest
xxx
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.
Beautiful Rex. It hurts, doesn’t it, when people do this. You captured it perfectly.
Thanks Susan I just imagined how she must have felt
you expect a pat and you get a gun in the face its hard to get over that
it had to be matter of fact really thats all I could think I would have done
xx
Very sad, your poem captured it well, but I believe the poor dog had to be put to sleep? Some people are just so wicked.
I mean I expected that really I hoped for a positive outcome by if the truth be known
a shot at the face close up would be devastating and tragically the perpetrator one hopes will be found and dealt
with severely thanks for writing to me Beth
I will footnote the poem then to bring it to date