poetsoup

there’s a stray dog who’s been wandering around our area for nearly the last week who looks a lot like this dog.  back and forth, up and down each and every rural road that crosses the fields and farms, he’s constantly journeying, confused, as if he’s looking for something.  he’s not at all from the area and it’s become quite apparent that he’s been abandoned and left to fend for himself.  only, he’s absolutely terrified of anyone who approaches him.  he’s truly alone.

it disgusts me, beyond words, the callousness that must be in a persons heart to abandon, to forsake, an innocent animal both physically and mentally like that.  i’ll never understand the human capacity for both big and small evils.  even the farmers, for whom animals are mostly commodities or workers cannot believe the smallness of this horrible act.  

he keeps looking and looking, running this way then the other, searching for where he once was completely unable to comprehend why.  why?  my heart breaks for him.

food has been left out.  i try to draw him to me with soft words and slow gestures.  but he has no confidence in people.  why should he?