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Introspect by Mike Garrett
from Legacy 1972
Introspect
by Mike Garrett
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I saw a young dog die today,
He seemed just a mongrel
with no apparent breeding.
At his tender age I'm sure
he had not yet found a home,
therefore no one could have missed him.
Yet, strangely enough
(dare I admit?)
The thought of his dying
brought tears to my eyes.
I saw a young dog die today,
He was likely just a stray,
having no place to go.
Perhaps his death was a blessing,
The driver of the car
must have thought so, for he made no move to stop.
Some things I'll never understand,
like pain, and hatred, and death,
and mysteries deep inside,
I saw a young dog die today,
but why didn't I stop?
