by Tom Mukasa
We give them names,
especially those we tame,
not to say we neglect,
those with fangs and mane,
the ones,
we cuddle and pet,
the ones,
we let,
in our homes,
and beds,
these are the ones,
I am referring to,
pet pet-names,
mutt, mastiff, canine, husky,
the list,
goes on,
and why,
if not,
companionship,
fellowship,
play-mates,
security,
and,
love for animals.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Tom Mukasa is a recipient of the Anne Frank Human Rights Award. He lives in San Francisco, California USA, enjoys country-walks, volunteers with social development organizations. He has a passion for working in the laboratory and with teams working towards the cure of HIV. He is the co-founder of the Global Social Justice Action Against Xenophobia (JAXp). He is a blogger but also finds time to write poem-stories using the traditional Buganda style rendered in English. Many more of his poems are on: ugandabeinsanfrancisco.blogspot.com. Enjoy reading them but do not forget to share a remark as well as following him. Thank you, you are lovely!
Last updated July 14, 2015