The Unloved

The stray dog roams with weary steps,
Hit and kicked and spurned upon,
All crippled with hunger and pain,
Just waiting for his end forlorn.


That is also the beggar's due,
No future, just present and past,
No love for him, no chance to renew,
He lingers on until his last.







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