There was once a black cat,
Lost to rows of random lights,
Living it's own simple life,
Wasting days to cat delights .
Between the joys of milk,
And the sweet catnip rides,
That's all what everybody saw.
But soon they all realized,
And took notice of the cat's fight,
As it tried to comfort dying lights,
Fighting off pitch black blights.
And people called that sullen sight,
The cat fighting the cursed night.
@Copyright Alexandru Stefan