Dogs Of A King Poem by Ryekotoo Julius Peter

Dogs of a king
Are kings of all dogs.
They be shield kingdom
And spy kingdom-wide
To hear whoever verbalize -
Grotty about the king.
They hunt for both domesticate,
And undomesticated ones,
To strengthen justice - I hear.

They are "yes addicts"
If one says "no",
That must be a slip of tongue
Or commoner's command.

They have contra-distinctive hair colour:
Dogs with white hair,
Dogs with blue camouflage hair,
And olive green hair -
They paint air with smoke
To halt dogs on protest.

Upon command from the king,
They tear flesh of innocent companions,
And give no freedom to compatriots,
Or pro-democrats.

At the end, say month
They get bones
or even die of heart-attack.