The
dog on the chain
Dragging
it along the streets
Feeling
free to go anywhere
The
sound of freedom
Sniffing
along the houses
Wagging
its tail eyes looking
As
if telling “Look I am free!”
Then
the dog runs away
To
the open field
Thinking
dog friends he will meet
The
unfriendly black dogs charging
“This
is our turf and go away!”
The
dog on the chain
The
first setback of running free
The
horizon of unfriendly dogs
What's
freedom after all?
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