Sunday, January 6, 2008

A Dead Pup

I saw a dead pup, lying in the middle of the road.
Open jaws, cold paws, run over, probably mowed.

Would the father have cried, the mother bellowed ?
Are they even aware of the cruel blow that an unmindful human has endowed ?

As the world moved on, unmoved - nobody mourned
Have our souls died ? I implored.

I guess so - as dead as the pup lying in the middle of the road.