when we are begging

When we are begging

We have no choice to make

We depend on the givers

The cash or bread or crumbs

Today in a Chinese restaurant

An open shop lot outlet

I sit there have my lunch

A stray multi-colored cat came

At first I ignored the cat

A little while her paws on my thigh

One paw softly touched my elbow

As if to say “Spare me some food”

I look down at the stray cat

She sits there showing her innocent sleeping face

When I don't pay attention to her request

She does the same routine to me

So I feed her with some food

She will stay quiet for a while

Then she will repeat her routine

She knows she will get her way

When I leave the restaurant

The stray cat stays behind

Maybe she will do the same routine

“Spare me some food”

When we are addicted

We will take what comes our way

Even selling our souls to get a fix

Like what we see taking from a gravy train