The
dog died
Running
across the road
The
car couldn't break on time
The
head on collision
The
poor dog lost its soul
Nobody
buried the dog
It
was left on the side
One
day it was found floating
On
the former mining pond
The
soaking in the water
The
dog's carcass rot
In
time the herd of monitor lizards
They
came to peel off the rotten flesh
People
watched the activity
Near
the bank of the mining pond
Across
the mining pond the food court
The
morning roaring activities
And
the gossiping of the day...
And
the poor dead dog no praying for its soul
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