A CAT'S STORY

Thea lives a cat , just down the road from the libury of my town

Black with parts that were white

Ears , cut , short by something sharp , Tail but a stub

Cut by people who were crawl , wicked in the exstream

I bent down to make a fuss , expecting the sad cat to flee in fear

But no it walked up to me rubbed it's nose upon my fingers , sniffed

Rubde his body on my fingers and hands , against my knees , walked up and

down and around me , if ever a cat had reason to hate , distrust all human kind

It was this black and white cat , but no it still had trust , showed with me she

Know not all humans were beasts.


Ken D Williams (THE DYSLEXIC POET)

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Written on 2007-08-28 at 22:38

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
it angers me when i hear people are cruel to animals... good though this victimized cat is not traumatized ('cause some don't recover so well)... this one sounds a real darling... maybe she does feel who's to be trusted and not... :) i love cats, have lived with them my whole life... this was a very nice story to read :) *hugs* xx
2007-08-29