Dead Dog

Twelve hours since I’ve been here,

All the eyes that looked at me without a tear,

Which is colder?

My body or your careless glare,

Nobody came to mourn me,

I am just a street puppy,

On the side road I lie,

The soul has bid me goodbye,

I cannot tell heaven from hell,

Where do dead animals’ soul go, please do tell?

Maybe a car tire pressed my neck,

It happened too sudden to check,

The sweeper will clean the street,

He is unavailable, so I just forever sleep,

Oh! Stupid human, burn my carcass,

It is a dead dog’s last wish.