A Piece of ....errr..........Peace of .......

A piece of cloth
Was lying on the road

A pack of cute little puppies
A bit curious
& a bit playful
Chanced upon it

They knew it was not food….
Smelling food is in their genes !

Nor were they hungry
Have sucked enough milk from their mother !

They just played around it
Flipped it,
Scratched it,
Sheared it,
Ripped it into pieces
With their young sharp teeth & sharp nails
They squealed merrily
As the cloth was reduced to a rag

But what of the piece of cloth?

…… pity it……..?!

Whose fault was it anyway?
Of the puppies…..?
that were playing around
Of the clip…….?
that couldn’t hold the cloth on to the clothesline
Of the autumn winds….?
that blew the cloth off

certainly.....none

but what of the piece of cloth?

hm………. pity it


Dreams, desires and duties
Wishes, wants and wisdom
Rights & responsibilities

………have teeth sharper than canines


What of the piece of mind?

& no one to pity it !

instead
………..blame it
………………..tame it

& if nothing works…..

Slice it,
Silence it.