FREE AS A DOG
by David Lourie

One fine summer day

I found my way

To a beach by a bay

Where Dogs hold sway.

Over the dunes and across the sand,

Out for a growl and a one-Dog stand.

They’re looking sleek, and feeling grand,

Deaf to any ‘owner’s’ command.

The ‘owners’ believe they’re the ones who are free,

But no human has the pedigree.

Humans are caged by their philosophy,

While their Dogs run wild in a state of glee.

The humans lay blankets in the sand,

Oil in hand, getting tanned,

But what real freedom is, they just don’t understand.

On this issue, Dogs have the upper hand.

While the animals are off on their frolicking spree,

The humans lounge around, saving energy.

But they’ll walk a long mile just to take a pee

Where they can’t be seen by you or me!

The humans would love to be free as a Dog,

‘Cause in people’s world they’re a dog-eared cog.

Two-legged underdogs find  solace in grog,

But they’ll never know the freedom of a real live Dog.

One lucky summer day

I found my way

To a beach by a bay

Where Dogs hold sway.

In the Land of Oz,

That jewel in the sea.

In the Land of Oz,

Where Dogs run free!

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