At the foot of
Ardent sun, the beauty waned away, abreast
To the hungry waves eating one's traces
And, turtles and crabs.
An eye is begging for kindness
Mere for one meal, love, and not all alone
A lot of it, we busy ignoring
The wail sounding over the mind
You excuse-
'The kind may thrive they to bite us'
And I wonder, what's the difference
between us and them?
They broke the choke collar to mend
the freedom they lost by roping all-day
alone in your yard or
You abandoned them like trash in the street
If u can't alms, the kindness to they
Don't chase and hurt them with your excuse

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