The
cat runs away
In
the drizzling rain
He
refuses to eat
Tasted
the fried chicken
The
same meal he eats everyday
He
looks normal
He
behaves the familiar pattern
Sleep;
wake up; lick his skin
Stare
at the motor vehicles
Scratching
the tires
Then
he will fall asleep
But
in the drizzling rain
He
runs to the house he stayed once before
His
mistress had abandoned him
He
hasn't known yet
He
still yearns for it
Only
hunger he drops by
For
months he scavanges his food
Maybe
God guide the cat to my home
He
stays here eversince....
But
at night he will disappear
Maybe
still looking for his mistress
In
the house once he stayed
Now
empty and recently renovated
Once
it is occupied the cat would go
Believing
his mistress has come home
Currently
feeding a few Ronin cats
These
cats have become friendly in the garden
Some
do stay over at night waiting for breakfast
When
the door is open they will wait for their meal
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