Dead Dog

With a steady hand

He looks into the eyes

 

It was wrong from the beginning

And he may have let things run on too long

 

But there’s always that point

The undeniable moment

Where someone has to do something

And he seems to be the only one left

 

Still he has to look

For a moment longer

Taking in the spirit of the beast

Was there anything good here?

 

Something that he may destroy needlessly

Something beautiful

Something right

 

But he found nothing worth keeping

He saw corruption

He saw a tainted entity

That only wove deceit and

Practiced manipulation 

So he looked into its eyes 

Steady

Never doubting

Peering down the barrel

Somehow wishing he wasn't the one

 

But there was no one else

So he put old yeller down

01/10/2013

Reviews

[L]

This is like an anchor that pulls you down to each new line and settles its words deep

[K.C. Zbryk]

I'm glad that you enjoyed the poem L. Although im not trying to bring you down, just rambling.

[J Todd Underhill]

Love how I can read a fragment of our conversations in your works from time to time. You never cease to amaze me with your talent both as a poet and spoken word artist, you are a blessing on my life!

[K.C. Zbryk]

Sir you are a blessing to my life as well, and a powerful inspiration to boot. I wasnt sure if i was ever going to write this piece untill i had that conversation with you. I guess i could say you forced the poem in a way... And i just had to use the old yeller line. It brings a smile to my face every time.

[.]

Superbly narrated! I found the following two stanzas particularly poetic and thought-provoking:

"Something that he may destroy needlessly
Something beautiful
Something right

But he found nothing worth keeping
He saw corruption
He saw a tainted entity
That only wove deceit and
Practiced manipulation"