Balto the Outcast



I'm rejected,
An outcast,


I am judged by my breed.
In Nome, I wander the streets.


I'm looked upon as an outsider,
Partly wild,
Avoided.


I'm dissapproved,
A hybrid loner in the town
Thought to be a theif stealing food......


That will change,


One day, I will not be turned upon or disrespected or thrown at.


I'll be accepted.............