Oh God, I'm like a kitten at heart,
I prey at lonely souls, but really, I just want to say hi.
I'm fed every day, and I eat thrice a day,
but God, Sometimes, I'm like a kitten at heart,
I have some claws in my hands
--------------------that are itching to scratch...
You know, there are people on Earth
that live every day as if they were furniture ( sofas)
where others can come and recline
where others can sit and find comfort
But God, you know, I have these claws in my hands
------------------- that are itching to scratch....
And I just want to scratch. I want to scratch
till they stand up, till they come with me,
till they follow me to a playground
where they too could find time to live life.
But God, I mean no harm,
nor to deviate them from their task,
I just want to thank them
because in them I, too, come and sit,
because in them I, too, find comfort and recline.
Written by: L.L.
Dec 15, 2014 1:34 am
Prompt: a picture of a kitten praying.