My little dog, he follows you
He mimics all the things we do
He wonders why there’s things out there
Why he has nothing to compare
He watches fights at the dog park
He hears the hounds all howl and bark
He asks them why they disagree
They look at him, then look at me
They do not answer what he asks
Instead, they they show him all the tasks
All the things they’re told to do
As if they’re angry, because of you
They tell him that they do not want
To write their stories in one font
They want to live the life they see
The one that they create, decree
And as my little dog lays down
He says what things today, he found
“From all of the things that I see
I’m thankful that we live life free”
How the World Should Work 