Chained
"A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love."-Yeats
I am a dog chained to a fence every day
But only after I fetch the paper
Roll over, and play
Only after I submit to pets
And show you an abundance of love
Then I am locked up again
Under gray skies above
You do not come to feed me
Or give me any love
But you unchain me every morning
To serve you for days
But now my ribs are sharp as knives
Like the questions in my mind
Why will you not feed me?
Why will you not pet me
And take me inside?
You unhook my chain
It slipping easily off my gaunt paw
You guide me inside
For once to let me thaw
A flash of hope
He will will take care of me at last!
My sacrifices have won me love!
But you sit down with a weary sigh
And look me distrustfully in the eye
"There is one last thing you can do for me," you say
"You can lay down and die"
2015
About the Creator
Vivian Clarke
Third-culture-kid-now-adult with a melancholic disposition trying to make sense of life, like anyone else.
I live for my daughter, cats, and coffee.
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