Candace Johnson (March 27 1995)

A dog trots merrily on the road
Here is gun fire all around
But the dog doesn't care
There is a bone at the end of the road
The dog can almost taste it in his mouth
People are screaming
A little girl begs for the dog
But he doesn't care
It's only one little girl right?
Finally, the dog reaches the end of the road
There is more chaos than before
But the dog only sees the desolate ground
There is no bone
It was an illusion
The dogs wants to go back
back to the safe arms of the little girl
but he can't...it wouldn't be the same...he abandoned her