The brown puppies silence at neighbour
The yapping suddenly all turning quiet
No doubt it happened weeks ago
The quiet solitude nothing to disturb
Ocassionally imagining hearing the barking sound
Of the puppies running in cage
One day at night in the stalls
I saw the brown puppies scavenging
Food on the streets and trees
The puppies stared as I parked
For a while then running away
The brown puppies throw them away
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