THE PUPPY IN THE RIVER

The Puppy in the River
Copyright 2013 Gordon Kuhn
All Rights Reserved

Subliminal thoughts of deep despair,
Beneath the Des Plaines surface there;
Shallow waters ran cold and dark,
Did silence the puppy’s plaintive bark.
A toss, a throw, from bridge above
to water flowing not far below;
A brick about its neck,
a final gift they did bestow.
And I, a child, beheld the sight,
Before the dawn had turned to night,
Before the darkness settled in,
Leaving memories to haunt from deep within.
Curse me, bless me, dear god please defend me!
Take this memory from my sight,
Remove the evil that I see.
A puppy in a river drowned—
And I, with it, am forever bound.

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