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creature with humanity

Tired and exhausted
After a long day
Frustrated by seniors
A man in Red shirt
Opened the door
And suddenly a dog Barked
Came and hugged him
Like he was waiting from decades
The man kicked that dog
And pushed him away
Like a human with lack of humanity
He untied his leather belt
With a dirty expression
And the dog ran away
Hiding himself behind the bed
The man came close
And started beating him
Home fulfilled by painful sound
And the man gone to bed 
Leaving the dog alone
With injured feet
The night was so long 
With endless darkness
And with first ray of sun
The man yelled
Watching a snake on the bed
"Oh gosh! I'm alive,
Who saved me?"
He jumped out from bed
And found the dog lying on floor
Totally injured and waiting to die
A loyal friend was dying
In front of his eyes
He realised everything
But it was so late
No more time left to apologise
What now?
Lately, the dog died
Leaving regret in inhuman owner's heart
But blessed all other dogs
By making him realise 
What a human is
And there,
The man borrowed humanity
From a dead dog
To care rest more
But in return
It took a life of dog
A creature with humanity

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