Podgorica, Montenegro

A lonely dog rolls

On the carpet of a sidewalk cafe.

Basking in the joy

Of spring sunshine.

The waiter makes an half-hearted effort

To schwoosh the dog away.

Instead the dog gets

A scrap of something

And happily makes his way.

Moments of kindness

Ring louder

Than church bells

In this quiet, polite town.

War clanged through here years ago.

Pounded it quite flat in the Second War.

Starved it during the Homeland War.

But now it's just the quiet sound

Of Adidas and Converse walking around.






About This Place…

"This website is dedicated to the many people of the Democratic Republic of the Congo who have suffered and died."


The writer was a journalist, prosecutor, and Canadian soldier who is now trying to help the people who live in the DR Congo.


The photographs and the commentary here are solely those of the writer and his pet dog named "Bark." The United Nations and MONUSCO have nothing to do with this website.

Similarly, the township of Puskokum in eastern Tennessee is equally not interested.