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Sting |
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Miscellaneous |
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Conversation With A Dog |
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I asked my dog what he thought the best in man |
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He said, "The love you dispense to me twice daily from a can." |
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I said, "Why do you think my question funny? |
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And where would you be without my money?" |
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I said, "There may be some quality in us you must treasure." |
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"It's despair," he said, "of which your money is the measure." |
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Walk like a dog, like anybody can |
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I said, "What about our politics, philosophy, our history?" |
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He said, "If there is something admirable in these it is a mystery." |
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"But there must be something in our system tell me at your leisure." |
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"It's despair," he said, "of which your borders are the measure." |
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Walk like a dog, talk like a man |
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Walk like a dog, like anybody can |
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I said, "What about technology, computers, nuclear fission?" |
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"I'm terrified of radiation, hate the television." |
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I said, "There must be something in our scientific treasure." |
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"It's despair," he said, "of which your weapons are the measure." |
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"Feed me, you can beat me. I will love you till I die. |
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But don't ask for admiration and don't ever ask me why." |
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I said, "Why wait till now to demonstrate displeasure?" |
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"It's despair," he said, "of which my silence was the measure." |
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Walk like a dog, talk like a man |
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Walk like a dog, like anybody can |
