Sílvia Pérez Cruz

My dog


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There was a child
quiet and shy,
he never dreamt
being the next prince.
He only wanted
to love and be loved,
to work by his own,
to pay and pay his home.

But, the rules changed
and all his dreams
fell down under his bed.
And tricky prince
pumped all his mattresses
with his dead dreams.

-You're going to try
one more time,
this is your last opportunity!

-Ai, ai, ai
I am tired, I'm really tired,
ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai.
When I was a child I thought
that when I was thirty
I could be a man
with a family and a dog
at home,
it was a dream,
I am the same child,
but worse.
I'm my dog with no home.


Writer/s: Sílvia Pérez Cruz