I saw a little dog in my way, feeble and lean.
Ambushed by other dog’s hunger and greed.
They pinched and bit her delicate skin so hard.
She silently survived all their wrath.
I screamed at them, a rock I threw.
They hurried away, they flew.
Left me alone with the delicate being,
who neither moved nor screamed.
I took her to my home, I hurried.
she remained motionless oh so quietly.
I saw a string around her sinking neck,
it assured me, she was someone’s pet.
I tried feeding water and milk,
She drank nothing, oh she wept!
I called the vet to check her health,
She was on my lap, fighting death.
she took a deep breath & looked into my eyes,
Her eyes twitched, my heart ached.
She lied down on my lap, she fell.
The vet declared her dead, it was trauma he said.