Black Cat

Give me a cause to detest,

Just because God’s art spilled the ink?

Or is it your whim… That made me unfortunate.

My paws toil past the road,

My eyes on dusty leftovers,

But, I coincide with your evil,

And you shower stones of hatred on me.

You envy shades,

Just because darkness shines brighter,

You lose your mind, and forget who I am…

I am a furry creature, way too small,

Behind me, stands the lineage of Kings.

If I echo my ‘meow’,

Would you be able to save your being?