the black dogs run

The black dogs run

Barking at certain corners

Showing off their sharp teeth

Only its own kind will be glad

We can hear the familiar call

The spread out among the other dogs

Barking to say we back you up

You aren't alone in time of adversity

The truth the black dogs are afraid

They want to run afraid of the raids

The blues gang will come along

With nets and containers to put them in

Only those on the run

They will bark incessantly

Telling all and sundry it isn't fair

Giving them the bones

But the black dogs don't want to say

They have it good once upon a time

Living in styles; fancy food and restaurants

Living the life of the rich and famous

Now they can only bark

Sometimes aggressively sometimes out of fear

On the streets; on every shady corners

The black dogs afraid to say