The howling of dogs
In the days and
nights
In the ancient folklore
It never sounds
good at all
I heard it for the
past few days
I didn’t think much
of it
But I knew the dogs
had seen
The carriers for the
bag of souls
One day I saw an
ambulance
Stopped by in one of
the houses
I thought somebody
was seriously ill
Instead a person
died on that day
The dogs stopped
howling
The passage of
death arrived
The bag of soul
taken away
The funeral
arrangements made
Now I don’t hear
the howling
The dogs stay quiet
for now
Until another time
another day
The ancient story
will come alive
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