the cat
the cat sleeping on the couch
dreaming of catching a big fat mouse.
I was walking in the garden
loud noise of a thunder all of a sudden
black clouds up in the sky
Making the past cleah vigil sigh,
Lordy of the bounces of the air,
That was a cry in an awoke flare.
I ran inside and shut the door
the door rattled as the thunder roared
the cat woke up and stretched a bit
roam around the room for some meat
nonchalantly he moved through the room
unaverred by the outside doom.
I looked and him and thought of a new dawn
I dawn where I would reborn.
reborn born as a cat
dreaming of catching a mouse big and fat.