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A mad dog chases me and I see a human comparison

Submitted:Jan 3, 2010    Reads: 68    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   

Mad Dog

It sees me running on the path,
Foam drips from its mouth,
Its eyes narrow in fury,
Suddenly it breaks free of its "owner",
As if in slow motion it gallops into the air,
Its lead hits his body and flies up again.
His mouth shows off large teeth and gums,
Thick spit spills and hangs,
Muscles rip in its shoulders and it struggles for air,
I run to a wooden gate as fast as I can,
Heavy footsteps draw closer,
I leap over fence and all I hear is my breath,
Now I hear ferocious barking,
Claws against wood,
The fence shakes from continuous ramming,
"That was a close call" I think to myself.
The dog isn't to blame for nature untamed,
Animal instincts are not culpable.
Like a criminal prisoner,
The respect of this dog must be earned,
And his nature must be treated;
To better his life,
To better our society.


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