Stranger's Strangled Cry

Weeping soared through the tortured air
I could not tell the direction of the sobbs and wailing  
But the sounds of anguish i could hear

I wondered what would cause someone to bare their soul, 
so openly for all the world to see
I know that when i am feeling the strains of life,
My scars I bury oh so deep

But the weeper weeped, belly and soul within
Strangled crys that i could not ignore
I turned around, to find the source of the pain
No luck yet but I could not refrain

I got up and walked all the way to the back stand
One look at her sad little face, and 
With some relief i finally could understand 

I would cry forever too, if this had happened to me
Her pet rat was dead in her hands, as dead as can be.