Silence - A tribute to my pet dog
Sometimes Silence speaks more clearly than any speech. You just need to be more observant.
This is a poem I wrote for my Pet Dog Gracy. She was a German shepherd. Lost her 13 years back. She lived for 12 years with us and died after a long illness. Her last days were painful. Her right foot was paralyzed. She was the inspiration behind writing this poem. Here, I tried to address all animals which are taken as pets by many of us but we fail to do justice to them. They are not for our entertainment.They have a life of their own but they devote their entire life to their masters. We should acknowledge that. I had never shared this poem with anyone besides my family and a few close friends. It was too personal. Today felt like sharing it with the world after a fellow hubber, Eiddwen shared her grief on her pet dog.
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Silence -that Speaks
A severe punishment is Silence
Keeping within a little heart all your sufferance.
If you look around then you will find
A number of our brothers who are either deaf dumb or blind.
They are unable to hear speak or see
Although having a heart and brain like me.
If I can think, so can they
But difference lies that they can't say.
Same is experienced when one able to speak can't speak
Suffering silently for reasons very private or lacking courage for one is very weak.
Man in his most complacent manner tames animals for his amusement
Training him in a beastly fashion and taking pride in his achievement.
the poor animal entertains the family members and is then left all alone
Where it lies in some corner watching as a mute spectator, all it can do it to sit and moan.
His eyes speaks his agony,for that is the only communicative organ between him and us
Unfortunately, we are too involved in admiring its outward beauty that his plead through his eyes doesn't move us.
Whenever you lose your temper the poor creature suffers the most
Later, if in case you feel sorry for your act, you pamper the animal although these emotions are transient.
This poem is more of an emotional outburst and I couldn't give it a proper ending till date. I left it as it is. So many questions remain unanswered. I find my gracy in every dog I come across.