One day late at night,
a dog started to attach to and fight,
A ratcoon is what the dog attacked,
he was jumping on him, biting his back.
I turned on the light,
dog ran away with fright,
Ratcoon I prayed was alright.
Ratcoon has his home,
outside by the trees
eating all alone with the bees.
He has a right to be here too,
This was his home first it’s sad but true.
For humans came along with their houses,
shoed him away like the mouses.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 16,2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem