Poor Dog Poetry! Poem by Eric Cockrell

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poor dog poetry, outcasts of society,
staying down by the tracks.
do what you have to do,
forget what you thought you knew...
and you better watch your back.

raised up right, followed the light,
stood for what you believed.
off to war and back again,
medals made of lies and tin,
gave much more than you received.

the horns blow, patriots rise.
somewhere another innocent dies.
stars and stripes in the land of lies....
freedom bows her head and cries!