| Watchdog
What they bought in him was the
purchasable part
the form and behaviour they traditionally understood
and the part that was unpurchasable came with him
undreamt of in their own unpurchasable view
Behind the tall blindness
defining his horizons
I hear him paining often
crying of his kind and for a lost world
a growling plea, a prayer cry, rising hopeless howl of
anguish
Desperate in his need for any
substitute of led and leading
for the warm intimacy of his clan and unspoiled primeval
instincts hunting understanding of the tumult beyond the
concrete
I hear him call and plead his need and cry freely with
him
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