The
barking dogs
They
chase after the ghosts
The
eyes tainted to the darkness
The
backyards they don't see
They
stand tall
Saliva
falling eyes shining
Puffing
for breath
“We
say they are'nt good”
They
run in circles
Chasing
after their tails
They
think they do a good job
The
backyards they don't see
The
barking dogs
The
rules they have forgotten
The
old has no values
The
backyards they don't see
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