Lonely dog

Is it that we are inward,

afraid of looking out,

scared of facing the

human story of pain

that follows us around

like a stray and lonely dog?

 

Is it that we don’t care

enough to care, and see

only what the mirror sees

in avoidance of the truth?

 

Do you hear the sound 

of the barking dog coming

from afar, heading towards

where you are; and will you 

turn your back and walk

another way or will you look 

ahead and face the truth

and see what we are?

 

8/6/2019