When I was just a tiny pup, you took me to your home
You gave me love and brought me up as though one of your own
We spent our days together. Never once would we be bored
We had such fun; and always, it was you that I adored
The years went by and so I truly felt that I belonged
But suddenly you turned on me and yelled that you’ve been wronged
You beat me and mistreated me, but this was just the start
You abused my tiny body and you broke my gentle heart
Then there came the horrid day you left me at the pound
My nose was pressed ‘gainst metal grid whilst you were homeward bound
I never moved a muscle, my eye locked upon that gate
Right up until the moment when I had to meet my fate
It was then I learned with sorrow that my future’d, by me, passed
As I choked within the chamber, in which I was cruelly gassed.
Art work by American artist, Mark Barone, who is currently hard at work, painting 5,500 of these portraits of abandoned dogs, killed in shelters and pounds across America, to raise awareness about their plight, and to promote adoption. You can see these paintings on the wall on the website. (Link below) When he is finished, these paintings will reside in a museum. It is hoped that this campaign will continue to raise awareness (for all animals) and reach out world-wide.
http://anactofdog.org/An_Act_of_Dog/Home.html
Ron