TBD

Just a little thing i thought of on the spot. Kind of new to all this.

A wag of a tail
A bark of its own
Drowned in the rain
Nowhere to call its home

It sit and hopes
Maybe that they will hear
The silence is nothing but clear

Maybe again
They shall know
I can do tricks
This old dog knows

Why cant they hear me?
Was I not clear enough?
Though every trick was done.
It seems your anger has won.