Before You Get Too Proud

There's a pair of dachunds in this town,
I used to see them in the morning,
working a circuit of dumpsters.
The female was heavy with puppies.
It got a little cold, and I haven't seen them since.

Almost every time I look out a window
in this town, I see cats stalking vacant lots,
sleeping in the beds of pickups,
moving like the wild things
they've learned to be again

Many of the people who talk
to me in this town, tell me of
horrors, sickness, suffering
they've never gotten help with because
they've been left out there too.