Born to conquer the wilds,
Their free spirits
Tamed by human needs.
Locked in doghouses,
Kennelled and inhibited,
The nascent canines
Adapting and adjusting
To our ways and wills.
One day we unlatched
The outbuildings
Relieving the whimpering gangs
Of invisible pain.
Their free spirits
Tamed by human needs.
Locked in doghouses,
Kennelled and inhibited,
The nascent canines
Adapting and adjusting
To our ways and wills.
One day we unlatched
The outbuildings
Relieving the whimpering gangs
Of invisible pain.
I would like to know what this invisible pain is, since my dog acts like she is having the time of her life most days! Lol
ReplyDeleteGood thing.
DeleteMy take was a little different, the invisible pain of being caged and domesticated.
When I see my neighour 's labrador shut in the apartment with all the needs looked after, is the dog really happy? Or would she liked to be free moving around? We always assume they are happier in the company of humans in apartments .
ReplyDeleteYou voiced my heart in your words. Thank you Kalpana.
DeleteI like the images that this poem brings up..
ReplyDeleteThank you Anusha. I am glad you like this piece.
DeleteThis is intriguing. I do wonder how much of a love of the wild is left inside house dogs.
ReplyDeleteI think we can't take away the love of wild from them ever. But then different strokes for different folks.
DeleteThank you Marcy.