Why...?


Now I’m in prison wondering why I’m here
Recalling our friendship, I cannot control this tear
Where is the guy who was my best friend?
Tell me why I’m here, I want to understand

Somebody said that I deserve to die
If I did exactly what I was told, then, why?
I only obeyed my owner’s command to attack those men
But I didn’t mean to be bad, I didn’t mean to hurt them

I wasn’t supposed to be able to think, since I’m an animal
However, I acted and now I’m a criminal
I could say that if someone is guilty, my owner is the only one
Yet, I’m confused, beside him is where I belong

It’s too late to say I’m sorry, I know they’ll kill me
A good friend and a loyal dog was just what I wanted to be
Although I don’t blame my owner for my passing away
There are some words that I have to say

“Now take a look at me
Please, let me know what you see
And tell me how the dog that used to be your son
Can mean now, to you, no more than a gun”

Elda Nemer
(2004)