There is gang of Dogs Near our villas. I took pictures of lovely pet thatís on the top of the grass areas, their born in a desert, hard life than our pet at home countries


I am a desert dog

No one help me to have my food
No one help me to bath
I was born in a desert
My living place is a Desert
That s and extremely hot
Have a several names
Names are spell by crossing peoples
Sometime I am afraid
They, the people said municipality truck will pick me up
Matter of hygiene
Matter of spread germs
But I was not a germ
I was not a dirty
I am clean
I am bubbling in a sun
My mother clean me by her tongue
We donít have taps
We donít have homes
We donít have a food
Sometimes...I am lucky
Kinds hearted gave us a food
Some time water too
Take my picture I am a puppy
They love me
But...
However I want to say...
I....
eee..
Thee...
I am a desert dog

By
O.W.Palitha Ariyarathna
Copyright, O.W. Palitha Ariyarathna.2009
All Rights Reserved By Author: 2009




Poetry by Palitha Ariyarathna
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Written on 2009-05-09 at 08:07

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