We are chained dogs <br />Chiseled to the hard, stockade shadowed ground. <br />Left loose to run <br />Wild and unaware in freedoms presence <br />Always returning <br />To our thin, steel water bowls <br />And tattered collars.<br /><br />michael hartman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chained-pets/
