Kaki Empat

KAKI EMPAT
(Rough Sript)

I’m walking down, almost crawling, a half meter from the ground, walking with four feet but without the wings God promised me. I’m walking nowhere yet everywhere, seeking for some human’s garbage to eat, my lifestyle is low price. I’m walking through a building that human’s dying to call as fancy restaurant, which I see nothing fancy about being individualistic, nothing glamour about eating foods that are priced twice of the waiters’ salary and nothing elegant about getting dressed well just to fulfill one of living creature’s necessary to continue living. There is a woman in front of me while I’m ripping a big black plastic bag near the garbage can, she doesn’t notice me, but I do cause we notice more than humans do, she looks flustered in between the choices whether she comes in or not, human is so confusing, I would have been inside if I were in her shoes. I mean you don’t have to worry if the owners kick you out or they flush on you with dirty water, so what are your, humans, considerations about things that make you so hard to decide?

Human is so confusing, they fight with each other just because the differences that they have, and in this case we are better than human cause even tho I am a brown-white striped dog, I never discriminate the other dogs with different colors by throwing some racial indignity gibe to each other. We never commit war just because our leaders have contradictive thoughts with the other leaders or just because some of us are pet by human with luxurious life for dogs and the others have to suffer hardly in the street, seeking for dogs’ great perhaps, the leftover food.  

Human is so desperately confusing, they judge us just because we throw our feces everywhere we possibly can but they throw terrors, bombs and nuclear weapons everywhere they possibly kill. They kill us by polluting the environment or just simply hit us with their vehicle and guess what, we are the wild animals here.

I don’t know if I’m a  dummy for not understanding human’s behavior, maybe it’s because our point of view is just about half meter from the ground or we are not smart enough to realize that kindness is just a shape of formality in this exhale-inhale game called life. We bark a lot but never hurt each others’ feelings, we fight sometimes but never find it’s hard to apologize through our own way. But my animal’s instinct still believes that not all of human is like what we see, there is the good ones too, there will always be balance in this cosmic symphony and the question is who will win?