Caged outside

Its Winter

and they put me in a cage

and its bloody cold

Yes I have a coat of fur

and organs thats I hold

inside of me a bit like you do

but locked in here, I need

to get out and to get inside

If I am to succeed

the frost is diabolical

I bark yet no one hears

The bloody human being

cannot see my tears

I can’t get out and the frost

is cutting deeper into me

I do  feel really awful

so sad

what is now to be

the outcome will that bastard owner

release me from this cage

will he come and pat me

or is he  in that rage

drinking in his parlour

whilst I am so unwell

I will close my eyes

and die and death

and hope that sod finds Hell

unthinking and uncaring

never sharing much with me

always shouting expletives

why can’t I be free

just to snuggle up to some one

just to feel some heat

just to have someone to love me

and something to eat

is that so much to ask for

instead of all this pain

I am off to the summerland

and I wont come back again