05/22/2026
A distressed puppy is the sound I heard,
No idea it was the death of my birds.
The Almighty went before me as I ran into the pen,
The dogs retreated, still carrying a hen.
Blood and feathers torn from their crowns.
The evidence of death all over my ground.
3 pits still breathe while my family dies.
I’ll look the owners straight in the eyes.
My God goes before me!
You will be found..
Your dogs messed up stepping on holy ground.
In honor of my Kung pow and all my fallen ladies. I’m so sorry