The Dog In Me

There is a dog in me, no one knows But I know, he knows the taste of bones, The legs of power he licks well In satisfaction he wags his tail He barks not to bite but in praise He utters always some chosen phrase He is very faithful to the affluent And quickly smell who is influential He never walks but runs very fast No option left but to chain his greed and lust I can not let him die on the road and dust A sinful death, his nature is very harmful for society Now to teach him some moral lessons is my priority.