The
evening run
The
rain falling in
Sit
down in a restaurant
Take
my dinner watch the rain
Out
on the walk
Along
the walk way
A
white male cat runs
Afraid
to get wet by the rain
I
stop to watch
I
notice he is scaled
A
big red flesh burned
Noticeably
by hot water
Now
who is the idiot?
He
will pay for his cruelty
The
person will not realize
There
is always a test on our faith
I
look at the male white cat
He
nods his head and squats there
When
the rain stops
I
drive home
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