The
rats whisper
In
their little holes
“What
are the cats talking?
Something
about us?”
The
older rat wakes up
“What
are the noises?
You
guys let me sleep ok?”
“Sorry
ancient one”
“Ancient
one, a question?
What
are the cats whispering
Do
you know with your experience?”
“Hah!
It's always power and claws!”
“We
are the pawns
We
are the meat
Giving
them the energy
And
playing their dirty games
It's
a sad world
We
live in the holes
The
cats stayed in mansions
The
comfort of power
But
we will have our turn
When
the cats are gone
We
can occupy the empty slot
Only
patience we will win!”
“You
are dreaming old rat
The
cats will not leave the mansion”
“Do
you hear of the cat eaters?
They
pay good price for them”
“Really
huh? You aren't lying?”
“I
am telling you the truth
The
cats are worrying with sleepless nights
Now
we have our little games”
So
the cats grow fat
As
the days go to them
Waiting
for the moment
On
somebody's dinner plate
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