Those Mad Dogs That We Feed Poem by RIC BASTASA
Those Mad Dogs That We Feed
there are mad dogs
but still dogs you say
and you feed them
in the name of humanity
a mad dog bites you
and kills you and it will bite
again
for another day of its mad life
still you tell them to feed them
as a gesture of your humanity
the mad dogs live
like bombs in buses
in parks, in malls, in churches
and mosques
humanity may be diminished
but it will always live and thrive
like love and hope
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/24/2024 9:16:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
