So Mean
After my master moved away-
I saw some boys come out to play
they played a game with balls and bats- and blood and bones and yowling cats
I ran away from them
an alleyway, so dark and cold
makes a young dog like me feel so old-
on a warm doorstep I did sleep-
a couple scraps I hoped to keep
a man came outside and kicked me away-
I think I broke some ribs today
I really miss my family
I want now to go home
but my mster has just leaft me in an empty house all alone
Days pass and my luck does not better-
I've had nothing to eat-
nothing to drink
nowhere to rest
I am now beginning to think
that maybe he left me because I am a bad dog
maybe if the world were more kind-
in a good world noone would have left me
forgotten, left behind.
I wheeze in the chilly air-
the night has just begun
I see a familiar face in the darkness-
someone- anyone
I crawl towads a former friend-
a boy
so tall in my low eyes
Never would have seen him
as a devil in disguise
he poured some sick-smelling liquid on me- and there was a flash of light-
all that's left is yowling-smoke now in the night.
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