No reward for my friendliness a very sad story

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

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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