the pack of dogs

The pack of dogs

Now there are no bones

They stay quiet

No work no money

The dogs hang around

Smelling the air; waiting

The door never opens

The silence from the owners

They feel hungry

No money to buy food

Licking their pride

They must leave soon

The barking on the keyboards

Once they barked so loudly

They read all kind of names

Now there is nothing to say

Blame on it on DOJ

The Captain America never goes away

He hammers in hard with his shield

There will be no escape

The barking dogs knowing the score

It's time to move on and cleanse their souls

Too much sins in their minds

It's time to let go and change to a better