This is a poem based on a dream I had about my partner. He was told by an old Native American woman once that he had two warring dogs inside of him, and that until he learned to control them he would be crazy. My partner assumes it’s because he’s a Gemini, but I think it’s something more then that, and I think that’s what provoked the dream. This is pretty much in raw format, I didn’t do a lot of editing on the poem because I wanted to capture as much of the original dream as possible.
A man is born and he is one.
Within the man dwell two dogs
And they are mad.
Two rabid dogs at war with eachother.
Each is the opposite of the other.
Though several times they try
To make eachother lay down
The other never is gone.
To fight is insanity
Neither can defeat the other
Because they are equally matched.
The dogs must learn to live together
And they will have peace
And they will be sane
And they will have harmony
And they will know joy.
To fight is insanity
Neither can defeat the other
To do so they destroy themselves
Neither can live without the other.
The man was sent on a journey
To tame the warring dogs
And he faced many a danger.
He encountered many trials
Each dog would have his turn
The man thought surely he would die
With two rabid dogs inside him.
A spirit guide was sent to him
That he could not see
And led him to another path.
Here both dogs agreed and rested
But neither lost their hatred
For the other.
“Don’t look this way or I will kill you,”
“Don’t step this way or I will kill you,”
“It is I who will be in control.”
It only took a little while
Before the war began anew
Though guided by the spirits
The man had not tamed his dogs
In his dreams he hears
“Your journey is not over
The quest which you were sent on is not complete”
But he ignores the whispers
And does not seek the answer
To change his two bad dogs.
Begs the question, “Who let the dogs out? Who? Who?”
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