the cats

 

The cats will seek for comfort

At any place or home they can go

They will seek in uninvited

Hoping the house-owners will ignore

The cats can jump over fences

At any time of danger they will run

With their quick reflex responses

The cats can be out and stare

Where there are food available

The cats will arrive sniffing their way

Cautiously at first playing the timid fools

The next time they aren't anymore

Cats will behave like the masters

On time they will want to be fed

They will wait at the door

Knowing the food will be there

I remember I used to feed the cats

Every morning and evening they would wait

At the main door waiting for me

“Hey man our food ready or not?”

3 years ago every one of them disappeared

They couldn't be found anywhere now

I suspected they were poisoned or caught and thrown away

I only remember their nicknames I gave them

Janggut, Long Tail, Kuti, Fei Cai, Egyptian face,

High 5, Comel 1, Comel 2, Sampah and Black cat

All had gone leaving no trace about them

Just the nicknames I gave them to remember