She was wounded.
Contracted an infection
That didn't subside.
She had to be done
Away with that's why.
Taken to a far-off place.
She was abandoned there
So she can't find her
Way back home.
She was a good fella.
But inevitability.
That's how things are.
The rats in the house
Started having a party.
We could hear their presence
After the lights were off.
So Dad insisted on
Petting one more.
Again, we got one from
A far-off place so it can't
Find its way back.
She meows around in
Feeble tones. She's fed
And taken care of till she
Become stout.
This gap between
Abandonment and adoption.
The mercy in our hearts
That sinks away and reappears
Like we really care.
We're masters of utility.
Aren't we?
If it suits us, we might
Bell our cats and start
Adoring rats by offering them
The fantasy of nine lives.
Then sacrifice cats
To a religious cause to
Appease Lord Ninklim.
And go in singing laurels
Of his relevance even
In these times.
Contracted an infection
That didn't subside.
She had to be done
Away with that's why.
Taken to a far-off place.
She was abandoned there
So she can't find her
Way back home.
She was a good fella.
But inevitability.
That's how things are.
The rats in the house
Started having a party.
We could hear their presence
After the lights were off.
So Dad insisted on
Petting one more.
Again, we got one from
A far-off place so it can't
Find its way back.
She meows around in
Feeble tones. She's fed
And taken care of till she
Become stout.
This gap between
Abandonment and adoption.
The mercy in our hearts
That sinks away and reappears
Like we really care.
We're masters of utility.
Aren't we?
If it suits us, we might
Bell our cats and start
Adoring rats by offering them
The fantasy of nine lives.
Then sacrifice cats
To a religious cause to
Appease Lord Ninklim.
And go in singing laurels
Of his relevance even
In these times.