Two hungry dogs lingered behind me,
I thought they wanted a meal.
My friend shooed them away,
They went; but slowly, in dismay.
I told my friend that it was wrong,
As they trotted and strayed along.
As the dogs went away,
They stopped to talk and pray
They seemed to be lost deep in thought.
What nature and destiny for them had brought.
I wondered what they were thinking of us,
The masters of the world, the conquerors...