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Rocky
Across the street,
Keeping his eyes straight at me,
Sad, large ebony eyes,
He jumps and asks,
“Will you come pet me?”
Like a sandy monster with four legs
Leaping like a ferocious wolf,
He beckons me,
To come and play with him,
Earthy, foul aroma,
The smell of wet dog wafts to my face.
Rattle, rattle, chink
Sing the chains that imprison him all day
Whimpering and crying,
Wanting to get out of the chains,
To play with his owners.
Dreaming of being played with, running freely,
Someday he will run freely,
But now, locked to a fence the way a dog should never be,
a prisoner of the chains.
by Dante Hirata-Epstein
5th grade, Iolani School
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